Little by Little, Day by Day

Defining Perfection was tough until I met you.

Even then things weren’t perfect,

They were meant to be someday.

We were together,

Has time cared for it? I don’t know.

Things started gushing our ways, so did we towards each other,

Calls, Texts, FaceTimes just got a bigger base,

I fell in love and I hope she did too.

But things never stayed the same,

Maybe it was the calm before the storm,

Getting attached became an issue as she called it off.

Feelings are meant to be hurt and when they do, it’s unbearable,

It was like a bullet shot on me and I remained alive,

If not really, biologically I did.

We couldn’t care too much, so we became friends and remained the same,

Unattached as said, we remained attached and again things were called off.

It was a break as stated, was it? I don’t know;

I became isolated as I started breathing in me.

The world looked baffled and so did I;

Was I not unique? I asked myself. You are but this isn’t said my heart.

Will I have the courage to stand up? I will,

It remains undisclosed when that day will come

I die inside little by little, creating a beast out of it. But is that beast meant to strengthen me? No it’s meant to make you worse in front of others.

I wanna stop it but I can’t as the poison keeps killing me little by little, day by day.