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Just a game

It was just a game,
but then it got serious -
at least for me
it wasn’t a game anymore.

What should I do -
taking all this too hard
letting my heart wonder
on emotional roller-coaster?

Trapped

I know all the tricks,
I know it was just a game for you,
but even though I got trapped
and don’t know the way out.

I thought that with this game
we became more close
than by this time would be possible
but I’ve broken my toes.

Unsold laughter

You left
and took
my joy
with you
I never
sold you
my laughter
but it seems
that you
bought it
anyway
I figured
it out
‘cause I
couldn’t laugh
couldn’t find
my sunny side
when you
were gone
you were
miles away.

Missing you

One week
and a half
has passed
and it already
hurts how much
I miss you.

With hope
to hear
from you
I open
my mailbox
every day.

But until
this moment
there’s
no answer
to make
my day.

I’m just
wondering
about your
thoughts
about me -
were they
just to
make me
a laughing stock
or did you
care more?

Please
let me know
so that I
could stop
making a fool
out of me!

Tears

You saw
the sunny side
of me.

But bringing
me to tears
seems to be
your specialty -
whether it’s
for the biggest laugh
or for missing you
even without
getting to
know you properly.

No goodbye

Do you know
why I didn’t
say goodbye?

That’s because
I couldn’t bear
your look -
so mild, so tricky,
so smart, so gentle,
so flashing, so warm.

Your Hometown

Your hometown
greeted me
with sorrow.

It knew
how I felt
inside.

Although
my companion
saw me
laughing
everything
in my soul
was flooded
by the drops
of rain
causing
emotional
disaster.

Night of cry

The day you left
ended with tears
fallin’ from my eyes
and a big regret
that I couldn’t be
the one you would have
noticed more than
a common courtesy
would require
and I was crying
in this five-star hotel-room
surrounded by luxury
but all I needed
was to hear
your voice one
more time,
to see your eyes
for a single second more
but it was too much
to ask and to dream of.

Sweet

The first word
that comes
into my mind
is “sweet”

There are
so many things
that remind
me you -
the people
I meet
the places
I greet
almost
everything.

But sometimes
it’s so hard
sometimes it hurts
so much
that I want
to delete
the memory
of ever
even havin’
met you
from my brain.