A. P. H.

White as an empty sheet of paper
Green as a young leaf of lettuce
Was what we were defined


Blue as a swallowing ocean
Blue as the high sky
Blue as they refer to sadness
Was what followed


But I still remember
I keep remembering even though it hurts as hell
But I still remember
I keep remembering even though hatred comes

Blaming you was always an escape
From the shame and regret for being so naive
My heart was a beautiful flower made of glass
and I was so careless in treating it
So, it was not your fault that it is broken now
It was not your fault that I believed in everything

Now, it is another shame to keep remembering
It's another shame that my real emotion is hatred toward you
It's another shame to be chained to the times with you

But will you wait and see,
I'll be free and look back to us with a smile
...and I'll give us an appropriate goodbye.

[originally written in July 15, 2012]