The best that I could be

Our moments that we spent together,

I loved each one of them.

Yeah, I admit that I wasn’t the best,

But I’m the best that I could be.


I knew that one day you’ll hate me,

Losing you my best friend is killing me.

I want you to know that I care,

I’m freezing up inside, missing your warmth.


I may have been the romantic hero for a while,

Running for your love and I couldn’t stop.

Searching through these sand storms,

Surrounding me are the grains of my mistakes.


The wind picks up meeting an extreme,

Damn, these grains are slashing my heart away.

Your anger for me is makin’ my blood boil.

How could I hurt the one I care about the most?


Life is simply full of my own surprises,

My calculated words achieving the unwanted wanted.

Then why do I, tell me why do I say I’m surprised.

I can’t look at myself no more, it’s killing me.


The stench of crimes will never disappear,

Why am I trying to wage a deal with the devil?

If she wants to forgive then let her do it in her own time,

Why am I enforcing my own cursed will?


She doesn’t care that I will die for her,

She doesn’t care that I will give my life to her.

She doesn’t care that I will smile for her.

She doesn’t care that I will live only for her.


Beat me with these stones

Let them cut deep to my bones.

I need to learn to be all alone,

In your love I’m going to drown.


My heart stone.

Just a couple of bones.

Gonna be all alone.

In my love I’m gonna drown.


Rahul N Singh

Published by Rahul N. Singh

From the depths of a soul, creativity is born and is able to blossom into a tree scattered with sweet fruit. Creativity creates change.

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