Fall, Broken, Pieces

In this hard situation
You need a courage
A little one is okay

Eight o' clock
You fell to your bed, and checked your phone
Nothing

Where was he?
Where was the text that he always gave to you?
You remembered the old times
When he always texted you, encouraged you

Decided to text him first
Fingers were trembling in jittery
Typing the text felt like dead
*typed* " *His Name* "

He doesn't want you

*cleared*

You should wait you thought
But, waiting was a worst decision
Cause...

He never texts you anymore

In a cold night, a piece of your heart fell
And it was broken, shattered
...

A night
You texted him first
He replied by calling you a wrong name
But you knew that name

It's a girl
A girl who has been loved by him for a long time
A girl who can freely text him with no doubt and hesitation
A girl who speaks better than an old friend
A girl who  is much more better than you

She is prettier, slimmer, smarter, nicer
And she is his type for sure
A quiet girl, she must be cute
Far from you
You are not attractive, far from cute,
dumbass! Hot body? No!
And you are TOO talkative, MEANWHILE...

She and he are quiet type
"They are a cute couple ", people said

FCK FR VRTHYNG

Hey you, a boy with a weird name
Why did you do that to me?
Gave a hopeless hope

Ah It's okay, everything's gonna be alright
:'D


I don't give a shit to my grammar, I'm screwed, so whatever