Genre: Love, Relationship
Opus no. 4
by: Maria Ana Francesca Ison
It’s sad to think that I am the only one who’s holding on.
I should’ve refused fake love but I didn’t.
Maybe it’s what drives me crazy as of the moment.
Those sleepless nights and lack of appetite,
Were mainly caused by the distraught you have brought upon my inner sanity.
I wished I didn’t even meet you.
If I knew this would happen, I would’ve left this philosophical gathering.
I should’ve avoided the risky meetings.
I could’ve escaped the tension.
But now the tremor on my brain was already formed.
No one was to blame for this.
No one but me.
Because I was the one crossed the Rubicon.
I was the one who didn’t have control
Indeed it was I who was more matured.
Though your years are indeed ahead of mine.
But when I got…
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