Can a heart lie?
Can it pretend even for a while?
Can it forget memories that touches it deep?
Or for a second, can it be deaf?
Wish my heart could lie,
That I don’t like you and make some alibi,
Wish it can pretend
That what I feel now, I can simply apprehend.
Hoping that this heart of mine learn,
The art of letting go and forgetting..
To appease this wounded soul, prevent it from dying..
And find its reason for still living.
May the angels of heaven condole me with emphayhy,
For this feeling is nothing but an odious stupidity..
It brings nothing but hurt and agony..
May my heart rest for your eternity.