Just yesterday,
You showed off your eye candy,
Grinning proudly,
Like the father of a newborn baby.
Six months, four days, seven hours, fifty minutes, ten seconds,
You are still happy.
But then who is counting?
You left,
And you were whole.
Leaving me, In shards.
Many lonely nights,
I spent in tears,
You had romantic walks.
Are you getting away?
With hurting me?
But where is Karma?
Or was it here already?
For me?
