I looked at him.
He looked lost & utterly exhausted.
His usual God like demeanour
had slipped just a little.
Curiosity made me take a peek inside.
The frightened boy from all those years ago,
was still there.
Afraid of & afraid to love.
Afraid to let love fix the broken parts.
Afraid of being betrayed again.
And I was ashamed.
Cause it was I, who broke his heart for the first time.
And he was still carrying the wound inside.
It seemed, what was a casual fling to me,
Was a thing of the lifetime for him.
& Now, she loved him with all her heart,
Was trying make a fresh new start.
But, he was too afraid to play his part.
& Now I realise-
The harm cheap love can cause to innocent hearts.
How do I beg forgiveness for such an unpardonable act?
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