A dying little leaf..

A dying little leaf..

A Poem by A daytime shooting star
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Guess, having a problem with your closest friend is even worse than love itself

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Like a falling little leaf 
Floating in the air, then reaching the ground Dying slowly & silently.. 
The green color of it life starts fainting and becoming pale little by little 
Even when I feel like I am prepared for anything 
Even when I say that I am used to it 
My chest is hurting.. 
will it stop already? 
I wonder if the day you walk by my side & ignore that trembling shadow of me, will come soon.. 
The day I act to be strong again.. 
Yeah, it's a very familiar scene for me 
But, I wonder why I don't want you to be the one on it "Tears fall" 
Do they make me feel any better anyways? 
I am not able to hold them back.. how stupid and miserable ! 
Guess, the fault was and still always mine.. 
Hmmm, maybe I am just blaming myself, and maybe not.. 
They say I am a great person, then they leave What's the point of it? 
I truly I'm confused about it 
Why am I always like this? 
Should I stop talking forever? 
Stop dragging my heart into new relationships? 
Go deaf or blind? 
Just like that little agonized leaf.. 
I wonder why I can't move, why I'm losing my breath as always.. (nothing changed)
Am I really good enough? 
Why do I feel torn.. can't focus.. 
"Heart aching" 
What am I even doing right now? 
Guess, I am still that bad, cuz.. 
I think I am strong enough to surpass it 
Sometimes, this one thing makes me feel like I don't deserve being by anybody's side
It's better for me to live alone, it's more peaceful.. I guess..
So just like thay dying little leaf.. 
That the wind will take away without leaving any mark of it on the ground.. 
I wonder if the trace she left on that big tree will bloom with it soul.. 
Again.. One day..

© 2018 A daytime shooting star


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Added on February 17, 2018
Last Updated on April 11, 2018

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