Confession

"She left, like before.
She actually didn't came back.
She came back for she was broken by the guy,
With whom she left, breaking me.
She came back to hug me.
I didn't knew a hug can kill someone.
She just needed physical exhortation,
She needed me for kissing her-
She, she meant it just friends of benefit.
I held her hands, she cried, tears are false sometimes. She said, she was hurting me, she knew, she would do it again.
Was it much required to pierce my heart?
Even After breaking it."

To be honest, I did not grew this infatuation on you when she did all these but you came into the dark night background, actually i didnt saw you, but one of you pictures, a white dress one, was alight in the dark, with your name. Life was joking with me, I thought she will not go. She did.
I lied to all, that she has returned.
I added that i kissed her lips, so that none can force me to grow my infatuation double.
I didn't want to trap you,
I feared my past, which might hurt you.
I thought what the heck would you do with a dead body. I was wrong. We were made for me.
To conclude my confession, that I lied to you through others, i say-

Haven't you seen?
Me using the peripherals-
Of my eyes, to look at you?
Why would you?
Where you have been,
Wandering as a nocturnal
Being in daylight.
You have walked before me,
You have passed by me,
Still I didn't see-
Your locks,
Your eyes,
I just remember your specs.
What heavenly beauty they did hide,
I see today, when the blue tinge in the horizon at night-
Now  I can see you,
In my eyes.
Now I confess to you,
These pretty lies.

I AM YOURs like always,
Always waiting to be claimed,
By you, as yours.