Mist of Petrichor

vi.

this will be the last tears that i will waste for you.

reminiscing...

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you
l e f t me
dumbfound
ed, chewing y
our words, "i do
n't love you anymo
re, let's break up." i be
gged to you not to leave m
e, but you're hard as fvck. you
didn't even gave me a single glan
ce. i wonder how you managed t o
be cold-hearted that time? you mo
ved on that fast? or probably, you
already find another woman to
be with, eversince we are
t o g e t h e r.

why it's hard to move on? this lady badly want to forget you. i badly want to omit you from my life. but how? how can i moved on, if every time i look at the moon, i can't stop myself reminiscing your name, your face, you smile that captured me ever since we first met, your touch that gives me warmth and comfort every time that i'm trembling with my fears. those lucious lips of yours, can't forget the taste of it.

i can't stop my self from crying; grieving in pain, upon remembering our past. i always kept on telling my self to move on, but i can't. some part of me are caged by my own sorrows, while some part of me are wants to let go my feeling and move forward.

esthereal - to the poet who broke my heart,
i'm glad that you found your own happiness, and i hope that would last.