How could she be someone’s mistake?

This is a girl you can’t keep. You aren’t allowed to.

Only to close these eyes
to sleep in the lap of love
and stay there forever.

And they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to.

If ever again, someone says to go to the market, where hearts are sold in exchange for melancholy souls, never would I go.

Never would I wait, if ever again someone says— not to.

In that silence, I dream to be.