- Waver - 27th June 2018

I would think of this as a sign that we could no longer go back to what we once were .
Like the dishevelled pieces of the pinions of an old clock ,
everything I once hold dearly to heart ,
has been dismantled . 

They no longer exists .
Oh how it felt different than it once was .
The compassion still there ,
how merry we were .
But something ,
something was different .
Each exchange of glances,
laughter and any contact of that sort ,
 rather cold and collous .
I broke down and sobbed ,
for what seems to be eternity .
I felt helpless .
The warmth of us were my poison but yet my antidote ,
which kept me moving for the past months but yet had trampled over me countless numbers of nights .
How much yet can I bear ?
I do not know ,
and I do not wish to recall of any of these memories .
Each as sweet as the purest of honey ,
but leaving bitter after taste in the back of my throat .
A constant reminder of my failure ,
my downfall .
I've foreseen this outcome ,
but I couldn't help myself .
My foolish self ,
from caving in .
It has always been this way .
Oh my young wavering heart .

There'll come a time where I need to sever this baneful connection .
Till I find my strength to move on ,
let me weep in peace .

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Oh my young wavering heart ,
you've yet to learn from your past .
And you've yet to grow .
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