* Reverse poetry *

(Top to bottom: the broken
Bottom to top: the breaker)

I’m sorry.
I will never forget
In my heart
What you did.
Because
It does not matter what they think.
This kind of love
You don’t deserve
They say.
I am the victim.
It is false to say that
I was the one who lost it all.
The truth is
I kept holding on.
In my dreams
I destroyed you,
Because
It kept haunting me
I remained still
After all that you’ve done.
Left in the dark,
I should have been the one
Celebrating.
I thought I would be
Finding the light, but no.
Still, there are ways of
Letting you go.
But I am certain, my mistake is
I cannot figure out.
Maybe there are really things that
Cannot be repaired.
Like a glass broken in a milion pieces.
My life is a mess.