Appointment
When I came to you
And wanted to talk to you
You told me I had to make an appointment
It felt like a huge punishment
Told home is where the heart is
And u feed up with me
I guess I'm homeless
There's nothing I didn't try I'm hopeless
I thought we said we will try
But is this how we try? By giving up?
Seeing your face is draining
Knowing u won't be with me when it's raining
Watching all this chemistry go down the drain is draining
I guess history is repeating itself
I got attached
But now it's time for detachment
U ditched me
It's fine I will be fine
@soulpoetess
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