By Safa Faruq
His smile, oh! his laugh,
a melody I can’t hold.
Like a paper bird, I fold in half,
not realizing the horror that unfolded.
His eyes searched for her,
as hope slipped off my hold.
I saw his eyes shine at her,
and the world moved around me, slowed.
For in my soul, a fire burned bright,
my destiny will be forever undone.
So let this be my testament,
Indeed, I wasn’t the chosen one.
By Safa Faruq
Deeply felt~
Sometimes, there’s beauty in “letting go”!
"indeed, i wasn't the chosen one" story of a lot of people's life.