Curse should be coarse.

Other than that, well written.

Actually, if you did not mean curse, it would be course, not coarse. Coarse means rough, scratchy, irritable. ;)

^ lol yes, sorry for that.

I was on the phone when I've commented.

Course, it is ;)

Go away kid.

Another amazing poem from you

when the stars
are calling me
a liar, a loser
a hypocrite..

I think this stanza is very creative, good job as usual :)

Yakkkkkkkkkkkkz

how I missed your poetrrrrryyy!!!! :D

I apologize :( I can't leave now a long comment but I promise to pop up and leave one so SO soon! okay!? love you twin, mwa, PM me, lol. :* :)

Go away kid.
^^^
lmaooo oh Yaki I love you :)

I really loved this piece Yaki, The emotion is so strong and really penetrates the readers mind.

I think your use of "curse" is perfect here. I'm not sure which you meant but it really stood out to me before I even read the comments.

but where do
I start,when
the stars are a constant
reminder of how unfaithful
we had been..
^^^
Love this part too. Makes me feel that no matter how far you run, the stars are the one thing that will always follow because they hold your secrets.
Great read Miss Yaki !!!