My precious bruise

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It’s a reality that at times
explanations and justifications do not seem
to justify any reason why two people so close
break away to live separate lives
may be for you it’s easy to carry on
but am holding tight onto
My precious bruise
I don’t want it to heal
for these are the scars I got from my sincerity
from my honesty and loyalty for you
this is my gift from you
your symbol of love, your marks of presence in my life
for you it may be a no surprise that I still can be found
in the middle of the street where you just left me alone
you can always find me licking and kissing
My precious bruise
for it’s something that is entirely yours
and no one can ever take away from me

They tell me to start anew
explain to me that life goes on
but why I want to preserve myself
in that very moment where you showed me
how lonely I have always been
a second ago there when you were mine
and how you moved away
Lord! I still cannot believe
but am holding tight
to that moment
for I’ve never dreamt of anything in life
so greater than caressing and caring for
My precious bruise
it’s the asset of my life
of my faithfulness and being true to you always
it’s your memory of love that you just left with me
for you it may be a no surprise that I still can be found
in the middle of the street where you just left me alone
you can always find me licking and kissing
My precious bruise
for it’s something that is entirely yours
and no one can ever take away from me

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2010)
Karachi, Pakistan
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