I thought it was you… who placed my head on a pedestal
Ornate my dreams with wings, showered my thoughts with bountiful fragrant flowers.
.. I thought it was you…who tied ribbons on my hair
Watered my confusion to a blossoming bliss of reality.
How ironic it would seem
To smile when your heart is bleeding
To talk meekly when you want to shout
To stare at you when all I want is to close my eyes and erase that picture of you.
I thought it was us… who kept that trust alive
Traded secrets of my melancholic mind.
..I thought it was us… who pondered on some thought
When bestfriends were not supposed to be betrayers of the heart.
You knew my pain, I thought you shared mine
I gained confidence in the trust I have for you
Ironic as it may seem
I gave my all and you brushed it away like you never cared at all.
You would not even have the time to read this.
As pointless as it may seem.