P.S: Times when I was really an Emo and a Pessimist. Thank God for renewing of mind.
My cell phone beeps, I take a deep
breathe.
Hoping it would finally be you
texting.
In the midst of this four walls,
Lighted with a single lamp.
A shed a tear.
All hope is lost.
The phone rings, a beat escapes my
heart.
Hoping it would finally be you
calling.
In the loudness of silence,
In this dark and empty room.
I break a sob.
All hope is gone.
I miss you more, every passing night.
Not a single day passed without a
thought of you.
My calendar is scratched and marked;
The anticipation is too great My Love,
To see you once again.
But all hope is gone, I am so lost.
For the thought of you not thinking of
me.
Missing you even I’m not missed by
you.
As the tears flow endlessly.
I, in this four-walled,
Dark and empty room.
The noise of solitude is deafening.
I’ll never forget after you’ve finally
forgotten me.
All hope is lost, all hope is lost.
