Independence
Without calling, waiting, pain.
You're not with me, you're not near,
For you another is the main.
You thought that I'll stay in tears,
In waiting for your missing call.
Being disappointed, with fears,
Just trying to describe that all.
But I became more independent,
Instead of long time waiting you,
Without being your attendant,
I choose to wait for something new.
For something happy, nice and better,
For love with real burning eyes.
We broke but it doesn't matter,
We'll not repeat not once, not twice.
I don't feel sad but however
With independence, calm and nice.
Becoming wise I know that never
You'll be so strong that realize.
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