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Memoirs of a Broken Heart
My baby. I know by know you must have hated me. Hated me for having a weak and fragile heart. Hated me for not giving things another try. Hated me for being weak. Hated me for being silent. Hated me for ignoring you.
My baby. I don’t even know why is this happening. I am in a mess which I don’t even know how to get out of it. I’ve been wandering all day and night not knowing where to go, under the sun, under the rain. Purely a complete mess.
My baby. I don’t know for how long I will survive this cruel world. How I wish your face will be the last I see if I should die. How I wish to hold you when I drew my last breath. But I know that is not going to happen. It’s all because of me, my own foolishness, my own weakness.
My baby. I miss your laughter, your voice, your giggles. I will never ever forget everything about you. Things might be short-lived but this broken heart will always have you written on it.
My baby. I don’t know what else to say, except I love you. RHM.
ps. a song for you.
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