One day we met.
He said he loves me,
He said “I am the best part of his life,”
He said “I sm the one who makes him.”
Complete, I believed him so much, I loved him so much.
I kept my heart open for him.
After some time,
He said “he cried a lot in night.”
He said “He missed me a lot.” He said “that pain was sweet.”
He said “I should feel it too.” But I said don't want too.
Because I can't be away from you.
Then one day...
He said “He don't want to keep anything from me.”
He said “He hates me.”
He said “He never loved me.” I said “Please stop kidding and don't scare me.”
I asked him again and again but never replied me.
When everything was fine, when I did no mistake.
Why it all ended with dreads? I guess “I missed out something.”
I guess I believed him truly. I should have learned that, “He never loved me.”
It was always just me…