Poetic Me in the Making

I Know I am not Important

I know I am not important
When u go to bed without sending a message
And u fall asleep without thinking of me
Your dreams are made up of fantasies
Of beautiful things
But never me

I know I am not important
For your train rides are spent sleeping
Instead of calling me
The couple in front of you
Looks deeply into each other's eyes
But it was never yours into mine

I know I am not important
When we go on dates
And walk down the street side by side
But miles part
We have already lost the connection
Since the day u let go of my hands

And all these happened
From the day you stopped telling me
How much you love me
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If I never tell you i wrote this poem, you will think it was written by some famous romantic poet right??

Ans: Right!!!!!!!! hahahhahahah

These days I am very inspired to write poems abt random feelings that I feel at any time in the day. As i grow older, it gets harder and harder to express my true feelings. It's so difficult to do so without getting misunderstood. And writing down chucks of text doesnt give me the release of those tensions n feelings. So i started to to think in verses. And write in verses. Yes lar I know my verses sucks lar. No depth no meaning. And my poems dont rhyme also. hahahha. Today I am inspired to write abt this cos sth happened lar (and dun assume it happened to me okayy). Its gg to be a waste of ur time hor, and definitely not value-adding. But i'm posting it for remembrance. =)