Friday, October 15, 2010
pretense
as i smiled at your happiness,
i smiled at my tears,
you were lost in illusions,
and i was bound by my fears.
you worshiped merriment,
and i worshiped love,
my pretense was your contentment,
which cut my hurt and hurt.
to me you were a friend,
a loyal one indeed,
i was just a false pretense,
in which you still believed.
'friends' for me was nothing,
just a mere excuse to be,
close to your presence,
your angel eyes I'd see.
i pretended throughout ,
to entice you close to me,
but my sacrifice helped not,
'coz all you wanted was 'he'.
your thought is as good a poison,
i need to save myself from me,
I'd walk out of the door of time,
and find someone for me.
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The greatness of emotions! A friend can never see so much Love but so much love can always be a friend... The line is thin its in the perceived rather than the DOER
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