all good things end

he told me the words like
it was the most natural of all sentences
meandered and plastered with
decadent ego of a man
long forgotten
that he is one

he sent me to a place
where pasts are stupidly annoyingly haunting
my heart’s selfless mistake
of forgiveness and letting go
then moving on
until all’s gone

he never insisted
no choice was needed for steps farther than a mile
now and here is fading
no music is softly playing
none can’t hear it
with a heartbeat

he will soon say farewell
to a life of silly blissful silent moments
of weird nonexistence
i, in return, must show no pain
true that i learned
all good things end


About walangmalay

Walang Malay is a figment of sentiments, of wonders and perplexities, of ideologies and dreams, of anything about something. Ako ito, walang malay... o nawalan ng kamalayan...

Posted on February 8, 2009, in Blogroll, Poetic Justice. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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