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A rush of sadness
A feeling so pure
A heart so broken
It cannot cure
The pain that I felt
To see that guy
Walk with his life
A new girl by his side

The pain of thorns
The taste, So bitter and foul
He won’t be mine
He never was then
And He won’t be now

It takes too long
At times you think
That when you find the one
That makes you blink
Twice with happiness
And once with doubt
It makes your heart pound
Scream and shout
That would have been
My second choice?
My first chance at life
Or my last voice?

Was he meant
To walk with that woman
Why am I thinking this
No I shouldn’t

The happiness of my friend
Of a perfect couple
Should make me smile
But my feelings, shuffle

Maybe I should Try
My hardest to remember
The man that I have
Is impossible to surrender

Then why do I still
Think of that man
Walking down that isle
Was THIS God’s plan?
Maybe it was
And maybe this was the choice
To shut down the “backup”
To hear another voice

He always made me happy
But I was never concerned
But now that HE’s happy
I should smile,
… its his turn

© Hina Ali H