Little Boy

The heart betrays another
As it found what it lost behind–
The childish dreams,
And memories suppressed
By the school-trained mind.

It found its own reflection
Through the once little boy
She used to stare at coy,
Smile at innocently,
And long for silently.

The heart feels remorse
For as a snake,
That she is becoming right now,
It needs to shed skin
And leave behind the mistake
Who used to hold her hand.

It feels the need to hold
The boy’s waiting palm
And get goodbyes told
To the one stiffly grieving
From the sharp infidelity sting.

The little boy from the past
In the heart buried deep
Throbs relentlessly as if
It wants to get out fast,
Making her turn the page
To a new chapter in her life.


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