Over and over it comes again, A
strong feeling that can’t be explained,
A heart filled with mixed
reactions, where am I to pour them out?
There’s a lot to talk about,
but no one to talk to.
Not even a single minute,
passes with a relief but full of memories,
Memories that you really wish
you can lock them up and never get to remember.
All the “I wish I knew”
moments, striking you with their rancorous force,
And all you can do is fake a
smile, saying you are fine but deep inside you cry.
Whoever said that a smile can
hide a thousand and one thing was damn right,
He or she knew exactly what he
or she meant.
A “smile” is what I can afford
to have at this moment,
Deep silence and withdrawal
being my close mates,
With awaken conscience of deep
thoughts.
A smile is all I have been
left with, the good gift of nature and pretence… A SMILE!
