Is believing that someone loves you

The way you put her or him in that pedestal

Then find out your worth is less than a penny



Driving for 8 hours to apologize

Even if it is not your fault in the first place

Then just hear “You wasted gas to come here”



Bringing flowers to fix a broken bridge

With hope and affection on a golden plate

Then shunned because she was not in the mood



Being awake to wait for him to come home

Inspite of exhaustion, food was ready

Then told he is staying in a party



Always forgiving and understanding shortcomings

Convincing the heart that this is how love is, should be

Then punishing you for what is right and what is due



Giving him the idea to finish the project

Sleepless nights drawing and painting

Then tell you he gives up because it is hard



Buying the most expensive gifts

Because it is her special day, fireworks lit up

Then she presents you with doubts and a guilt trip



Holding him tight as he sweats

Because he sees snakes on the floor

Then he inhales again that deadly poison



Carrying a heavy sack of effort

Because she took your heart

Then drills a hole in your soul



Fighting for him, choosing him always

Ignoring what loved ones say

Then leaves you dying in a ditch



What hurts the most in the past is gone

It healed but scars remind of battles

You learned and became wiser

Love teaches in the strangest of ways



What hurts the most now

Is knowing that a friend hurts

Going through a familiar scene

My heart shares the burden



What hurts the most in the past is finished

No more room for regrets and false hopes

You give yourself another chance at love

Then you find happiness with a worthy person



What hurts the most now

Is hearing a friend’s woes

Wishing I could say the right words

To alleviate a little of his confusion



What hurts the most, my friend

Is deciding when to hold on or to let go

Because you love the person deeply

Ironic because

…both decisions bring pain nonetheless



*for JP, a true friend whom Love should be Always be Kind to*

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