The Last Goodbye

By Soni Singh

Someone asked me once,

When was the last time I felt something?

I replied with a lamenting voice,

When he said goodbye that evening.

I remember that dusky night yet,

As the sun was slowly setting down.

I could hear the voice of his steps,

Moving away from the town.

I was screaming his name,

And running barefoot toward him.

But as I was moving forward,

All I could see was a cloudy misty dim.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat,

And the ocean filled in my eyes.

I fell to the ground on my knees,

His promises turned into a book of lies.

The vows he did in his warmth,

Those songs he sang once.

Were they all just beautiful lies?

Phenomenally enfolded into a wreath of thorns.

He made me believe that love doesn't exist,

Loyalty is just a surrogate of the lie.

Promises are meant to be broken,

And people come together to say goodbye.

My heart is now scared of love,

It's a grave of millions of broken dreams.

No more trust, no more faith,

It just cries silently and quietly screams.

Shattered dreams and vows,

Even the brightest moon now seems dim.

A hollow heart with futile walls,

I wish he loved me the way I loved him.

By Soni Singh