I unlove very quick.

Ask my mom, she’ll tell you.

My best friend might trick

You and tell you the glimpse.

Forgetting how much I’ve cried.

And how many times I’ve been

Loving people who never reciprocate

The same energy.

Old me used to cry and blame my behavior like “I could have done better”

But not anymore.

I am chasing my peace

Over blunder.

I am running away from

What’s not genuine for the sake

Of my serenity.

I’ve been devastated, lost lastly

Cried myself to sleep.

Meanwhile my mind idle

with anguish and remorse.

Heavy hearted befriended me,

Dark world became my second home.

And I’ve left the moment

I’ve agreed to put myself first.

I’ve left the moment I found myself

Seeking help to people who won’t

Even lift a finger to help me.

Indeed I unlove instantly

When it feels like

I am forcing things.