You held the hourglass in your chest
And allowed the tears to be at sync
With the sands of time.
You said to yourself that
Love was like a novel written on the beach
It is only a matter of time that
The words are washed away.
Why do you still hold your phone in hand
Zooming it to see if her smiles ever spelt betrayal?
Why do you delete the photos only to play the voice notes
She sent you when she said she loved you like how Lucifer loves to lie?
JYF says, don't be like a tragic teardrop
She would have swallowed a volcano for you if she wanted to stay.