𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼

i can see you far from the distance
did i mispronounce far?
because i can touch you
i awake, that you are here next to me

but your heart, our heart
barely sit with each other

my heart was tremble when i saw you with her
i hid my sadness in the deepest down of my cliff
my lungs felt nothing but a punch from you

but her
how could i hate her
she was something for me, she worth more than you
and the way she looks at you
both of you looks fine without me
she is your sun
but all you ask is a moon

then i heard that she wasn't the moon of your heart
should i be glad
or should i be sad?

but in life there's always two sides of every story
the left one and the right one
should i choose left where nothing is right?
or should i choose right?
where nothing is left

                                                            -not a poems