Getting up

Do not grudge for bygones
Will never be back
You did not really love him
but you needed him

He was your support,
You were his friend
And your heart now, is bleeding in
dying.

You need to forget. Forgive you must
because the heart inside you doesn't crave for lust
You cared, you loved, you wanted him to be happy
But the feeling that were once reciprocated are now into dust

Wish you could talk to him the way you did
He told you so many thing, and now he is absent
Busy in his life, dealing with it, unkind
You have to let him go, it is his fight

But you are undoubtedly dying inside
insidiously, the poison is creeping by your side
But that is Ok. you are a tough fighter
and your heydays are not yet over

Dont lose what is left in your prime
over the person you have surely lost forever
self pain is nothing but a sinful crime
Be happy, Cherish it. Take over it
Say that "it is mine".