What am i supposed to do when the only one who could make me stop crying, is the one who make me cry?

How could u.
leave when my heart for u was true.
how could u.
leave me after telling me you n her was thru.
how could u.
leave aft making me convinced that u were true.
how could u.

Excerpt from my poem: Tainted Hearts, Tainted Smiles

Clearly, it is ironical...
but certainly, it ain't comical...
u dun know how hard it was to stay unaffected...
when all u all ever do was making me jealous and desperate...

excerpt of my poem: Define This...

EaCh day i wake up,
i have to fool myself over n over again...

each time i saw my reflections in the mirror,
i wondered why it looked so foreign...

each night i go to bed,
i cry myself to sleep...

Like no one's words were sufficient to define what we feared...

like no one's names were enough to bring back that sense of familiarity...

like no one's voice was good enough to bring me comfort....

What we feared is not about silence replacing our talks, it was the gradual erosion of memories with time - memories which once touched us...

What we feared is not about being alone... it was the unavailability of memories to reminisce...

Though plush toys cannot hug u back... but sometimes, they are all we've got...

I'm so scared and so sad...
but i cant cry, cuz crying is weakness in your eyes...
and i dun wanna be seen weak,
cuz i know u wun b there to protect my vulnerability....

Thats you...
coming back after all these gone...
thats you...
cherishing after what is gone...
thats you...
crying over spilled milk...

[so you do... thats you...]

Like this we now part...
broken hearts...
broken smiles...
tainted our memories a world apart...

[chance not given]