A BEAUTIFUL GIRL

The bitter taste in my mouth,
That anxiety that burns inside of you,
That restlessness you get each time you start thinking about the past,
That loneliness you fear in the morning,
Those moments spent with with him,
Those laughter, those tears,
That indescribable ache within you,
That longing for him,
Those moments of despair when you are dying to talk to him,
That pain and hurt when he is with her,
That unfinished conversation that left me nowhere,
That hurt which came out from knowing that he never did love me,
That pain which wounded me, which came uninvited,
That love which I had so desired belonged to someone else,
Those tears that trickled down, each time he got more closer to her,
That indecisiveness, not knowing why it happened to me,
That relentless hour when I waited to be back in his arms,
That desire to be free from all this pain,
That desire to be loved,
That desire to be strong,
That desire to be a good friend, sister, daughter, woman.
That realization that good things are in hold for me, that he was never destined to be mine,
That it's hard but I have to be strong,
That I am after all a beautiful me.

26/3/02