by JOY N.

DACUAN

My phone rang, but it wasn’t from you.

I attempted to answer, but you held my hand.
You tried to get my phone, but I refused to give
and you noticed that there's something wrong.

Till the truth was revealed and I couldn’t explain anymore,

you just grab your bag and walk away.
I saw your wounds inside then I started to scream:
“No, don't leave me! I'm afraid of karma”.

You caught me in act and saw it all.

What the hell have I done that caused you pain.
I can’t deny this lie, I can’t longer pretend.
I know that this is karma, my karma.

Now that you’re gone and I’m all alone,

I seem to see your worth that I didn't see before.
It's really hard to believe, it hurts me so bad
to see you happy while I’m bleeding inside.

I saw you with her, holding her hands.

I just can’t move my feet, I just can’t breathe at all.
So I hold back my tears and walk away.
Well I know now this is karma that paid it all.