You called me over after all those days..
You said you wanted to talk..
‘He loves me..he does..’ I smiled, after ages..
Meet we did..and you shooed me away..
‘But aren’t we a thing? Aren’t we in love?’
‘ Not anymore.. it’s not happening’ you yelled.
‘Why won’t you look me in the eyes?’
I cried..you still shooed me away..
I wrapped my arms around you and hugged you..
You pushed me away..
The hug broke, and so did my heart.. again.
‘Why then would you call me over?’ I broke down..
‘Stop. Just leave’ you snapped
I hardly stepped outside the door..
And you shut the door on my face.
Every cell in my body broke down into a million pieces..
I sat there sobbing waiting for you to open the door..
For you to pull me closer and hug me back to life..
I ran out of tears.
With trembling hands and wobbly feet I got up and ran..
I ran with a thousand memories!
I ran as fast as my wobbly feet would take me..
I fell.. scratched a knee.. brokedown..
There I was, lying on the middle of the road..
Helpless. Scared. Wounded. Alone.
I was broken. Broken beyond repair.
You were not coming back..
You were not going to help me up..
I got up and ran again.. ran for my life..
This was not how I wanted it to be..I ran.
I fell again…I got up!
Dusted my pants and ran faster..
You had given up on me, yes!
I couldn’t, too..I needed myself.
Fixing my broken heart, with every step!