You call my phone -
to tell me how much you miss me.
Your words are like honey -
tempting and sweet.
Almost...
You almost fool me .
After that day -
that day you left me ,
I had reflected on everything you had done.
From the way you bat your eyes ,
to the way your lips quiver when denied.
I have learnt your tricks -
power is mine.
When immunity is earned ,
one has power.
We silent -
you wait for my reply.
What do I say?
Should I tell you ,
that I miss you too...
Well , that would be a lie.
Should I tell you ,
that my life had been a mess ,
after you had disappeared.
- that watching you being merry - without me,
hurt me .
Or...
- that your absence has made me stronger.
Perhaps, I could let you know , I now can depend solely on myself ,
-that people's evil ways are now visible to me.
Should I tell you ,
that each day , I come to realise why letting you go was the best decision I ever made.
Cutting the call -
you get my answer.
That I'm over you ,
but the scars you gave me -
linger in my soul.
©kitten
K