Sunday, August 18, 2013
Mr Boogeyman
Before I know it, it is more than a week pushing into two...
What is it that people say it takes three weeks to kick a
habit?
Why does it hurt even more as the days go by although you are fast fading in my memory...
Except the ghost of your words and voice would creep back
into my head to remind me that you have been nothing but a sham....
The occasional sweet nothings you whispered that held the
promise of love, home and heath.
I bought you and for once, I felt I could have these things
too, like what most girls do.
My heart, ever so vulnerable had warmed up to this fuzzy
idea like how the soft petals of a morning glory gradually open up with the
first hint of dawn.
But I remember your words, both the practical advice and
impractical hot air you blew...
And then you burst my bubble like you had planned to all
these months with your malicious plans...
So exactly which
part of you has ever been real?
