Poetry: the heartache countdown... revisited...

March is just around the corner
the fateful month when you said it's over
you've changed and I too should do the same
but how can I when all I could think of.. is you?

time flew so fast
but this fleeting happiness
didn't mean to last
coz what's left of me is this sinking emptiness

I know...
he can never make me whole again... or even you
I know...
I can't love someone as much as I love you
and I know...
these three words would remain unheard

thanks to you...

...
bey 02.20.10