Is This My Fault? -by Asmena Asri

Pain is what I receive,

With the name of 'love' I was deceived,

Why should I grieve,

When there's nothing to retrieved,

Maybe it is now for you to leave,

Because it's my life for me live,

That I was hoping for you to give.

All I asked is just your attention,

It's like a drug for my severe addiction,

Hurt or getting hurt was never my intention,

Love and being loved was my only obsession,

But things slowly get into complexion,

When we no longer walk in the same direction,

Being lost in our world of confusion,

As if we breathe in two other dimensions,

Maybe what we need now is communication,

And so does time for some reflection.