Confession

A sad confession

I wanted to confess,

to simply confess.

I was afraid,

that was my mistake,

but I never imagined

that it would end

in such a dreadful way...

I gathered my courage,

I practised in mind,

I was hoping and hopeless

at the same time.

He never came,

to his practise game,

but I waited paitently for him.

I saw his mother, coming to school,

and I eavesdropped at her talk.

When I heard the news,

I was shocked, no less.

What to do?

My love ceased,

to exist?

My tears are smearing my face.

I am running towards my home.

Confess, that was my only thought.

But I was blind...

How could I not notice his pain?

The pain he beard all alone.

I'm truely a good for nothing 

and have no right to be.

Days past,

and still I am afraid,

the decision I made is unbearable,

my tears do not stop to flow.

It is the only way for me.

Now, I am standing,

here,

on the railways,

waiting

to be reunited

with him.