To the man who seemed to be my half
the man whom together we laughed
the man who cheered me up
the man who has the same hobbies as mine
the man who love to touch my hair
the man whom I love to sleep on his shoulder
the man whom I love to stare
the man with those sincere eyes
the eyes that could cover any lies
the eyes that made me blind
the man who have the voice I wanted to hear
comforting words, I thought he care...
He loved saying...
“GOODMORNING” and “GOODNIGHTS”
He loved saying
“I LOVE YOU”
almost a hundred times...
But...everything had changed
when he finally met her...
He suddenly felt so cold...
I asked him if he want me to let him go...
He said, “Okay just let me go!”
So I said, “bye...”
He also said, “bye...”
We said “I LOVE YOU”
for the last time.
Once again we said “ GOODBYE!”
But it wasn’t good for I really cried.
He was not the man
whom I first loved
He was not the man
who owned my first cry
He was not the first man
who said he loves me...
But he was the first man...
whom I said “I love you”
for the first time...
I guess you know who you are...
Don’t you know...
that those words...
those words are true...
I really love you and I want you...
You maybe not my FIRST ONE
but I want you to be my last one...
I never told “I love you” to anyone...
ONLY YOU!
The YOU that now I’m crying through...
I’m crying because I let you go...
I don’t want to hold a man
who doesn’t love me too!
Who only said “I love you”...
but never meant to say it so...
I hope you read this unspoken poem...
for you...
the SCAR that is...
left in my broken heart...