shattering of a glass

i thought you were the only person i could fall in love with...
but i was soo wrong...
love does not come in our life with a motive...
but mine did.
it taught me a lesson..never to fall in love with you again.

your eyes still grab my attention when i pass you at the staircase...
your breath still makes me feel i am not away from you....

i gaze at the mirror....and wonder,
what is it that was never in me
for which you made a stranger your soulmate...

the mirror denies and says it's just a rumour
it shatters on the ground....
so that i cannot see anything more....
i can still here the mild sound of your breath....
but this time it's on someone else's neck.....

i dont tend to look at you....
but my eyes shift at the girl you just kissed.....
hope she gives you all the love you deserve...
and if she doesn't she'll have to repent....

i still walk alone on the empty streets...
and when a guy looks at me...i just smile...
no one can ever replace you...
just like no one can join the pieces of a broken glass.....

i shed tears in your memory...
but smile when i know that i have treasured the best of them...
and i know no one can seperate them from me...
and i feel secure again...
just like how i felt in your arms....

i want you to be happy...
and look at the sunrise and sunset with your beloved....
i would never want you to
see the glass shatter....

because if you do you'll see my agony...
and you might feel guilty....
and then you might sympathise with me....
why bear all the crap

just go and live your life...
breathe on someone else's neck....
and entangle someone else's hair...
i am trying to belong to someone else now....