The drawing he made right after I gave my picture to him.
I still recall, the promises you made before
I believed because I love you more
You said you will marry me,
But I'm surprise one day
I received the picture of your wedding day.
I don't like to view it
That's why I told myself
It's a fake, but clearly your image appear
You are a big liar
That's the end of everything.
I'm sad and I',m cry, after crying I realized,
Nothing will happen into my life
If i still continue my loneliness,
The clock never turning back again
The time still running faster and I wasted my time to remain
You gave your fine arts
It's work by your work hand,
Every time I saw it
I still recall to our happy relationship
The souvenir that you gave.
I decided to return it
All memories that witness
To our happy relationship and acquaintances
The work of fine arts that you gave
Your drawing for me That I rate it excellent
Your souvenir was your drawing,
The curving of it almost the same
From the original pattern
My picture that I was given to you before
That was your model
I want to move on
The reason why I want return it all
The memories that you had given to me
But how could it be?
The souvenir that you made, was you make the drawing of my image.
Nida Ormo (author) from Bacolod City, Philippines on April 22, 2018:
Chel, Thank you so much for reading.
Rachel L Alba from Every Day Cooking and Baking on April 21, 2018:
A touching poem.