I didn’t know it back then.
That break ups caused a different kind of sadness.
Not the same kind of sadness
Where your siblings ate your last cookies,
Or when your crush had a girlfriend,
Or even when your parents punished you for
Your brother’s wrongdoing.
If I knew the pain and weight of sadness
That comes with breaking up,
I would never do it.
I would have just held it in.
I would just tolerate it.
After all, aint that the reason why
We love in the first place?
And now I wonder,
If we could get back together,
If this heartbreak doesn’t hurt just me,
But you too,
Can we healed and mend whatever that was broken
With our love for each other?
I cant help but reminiscing what we gone through,
On the days where I suddenly missed us,
On the days where I suddenly caught glimpse of your gift to me,
The impulse to break the last drawer sitting below my closet,
Go stronger and I cant help to go through it.
Diaries and thousands of words scribbled,
I locked it away, safely,
So no one will ever knew how I felt.
And about us too.