a complete stranger

i thought i'm already fine.

i thought i already forgot how that first man broke my heart,

but it was only just a thought.

do i really have to call him a man?

when in fact,

he has been a coward.

for leaving me,

for leaving us;

not minding the responsibility that he needs to fulfill,

not minding the effect that it could give me.

although, he made me stronger.

for, he showed me that they, people are capable of leaving.

with or without a reason.

what's worst is,

he doesn't really care that he hurted me.

he thought that just because it happened a long time ago,

the pain is not veritable anymore.

i also thought that too.

but turns out, it will be here forever.

everytime i bump into him,

i can't even look at him in the eye,

he's a complete stranger. 

but how come this stranger;

could give me a tingling pain,

right through my heart and brain.  

how can he live his own life,

not even minding the girl he left behind.

how can he smile,

not knowing that the girl he left hanging is forever asking herself, 

'what is wrong with her.'

maybe he won't really think any of these.

because in the first place,

he never cared.

not even once.

right? dad?