The Short Poetry Collection

It's my fault

Early in the morning, he approached me in a hurry. His face was very radiant even though the sweat soaked the temples. He even jumped up a little when he got in front of me.

"Why? Very excited like," I asked while shaking my waist.

"You know what? Yesterday Alya accepted me."

My face was immediately confused. "Alya nerima you? Alya who? How are you?"

Not immediately answering, he actually pulled my arm towards the corner of the classroom. Then he took the phone out of his pocket. Tinkering with it for a while, then showing the screen to me. There, Alya's contacts chatted about her.

[I answer here, gapapa, huh?]

^^^[Gapapa. So how?]^^^

[I accept]

[I want to]

I haven't read it yet, he's pulled his phone again. He looked at me as if he was waiting for my response. But, I am still confused. This can't be what I thought, right?

"I still don't understand."

He patted his forehead and prepared to explain. "Alya that's my bust. Yesterday, I just shot him. Keep the malemnya, he immediately accepted. No smile?"

I'm unmoving. Gebetan? Shoot it? Alyas? Then who am I?

"Yesterday you didn't want me to come home because of that woman?"

"Ah, that problem! I'm so sorry, huh? I have made plans about it. And, because I'm officially on-the-show"

"Why didn't you say it?" I cut the conversation.

He chuckled for a moment and said, "Let's surprise dong!"

"Yes, you've managed to shock me." My voice shakes withstanding the crying. My eyes may be already glazed.

"Eh, why cry?" He was about to grab my cheek, but I took a step.

"What have you been doing to me all this time, huh? I think we're dating. Now, you're dating someone else."

"I never told you we were dating." It evades.

"Okay, you really are. You never said that, but after what you did to me? That's nothing either?"

"You should understand, dong! I never shot you, so we're not dating." It's still evasive.

"I don't think things are important to you." I started to raise my voice.

He didn't answer anymore, just looked at me meaninglessly. If he's not talking, I'm talking.

"OKAY. I was wrong to think we were dating. Go ahead! Please enjoy your time with that Alya! Thank you for sending false hopes to me." I immediately left the classroom, ran to the toilet.

Four months. Four months he lied to me. Four months he was kind and romantic to me. What's all that for?

Now I know

Now I know

You just need friends

Coincidentally, it's my fault

My concern is overrated

My disappointing concern

Your love word is not real

Your grip is also just a joke

Your arms, all maya

It's not your fault

Coincidentally, it's my fault

Thought you were mine

Though not once

You said so

Someone knocked on the toilet door gently. "Dina, Dina. You're inside, right?"

It was him, it was his voice. Why is he still being so nice? What other hope does he want to give?

"Not pretend to be good anymore" I answered from the inside.

"Dina, I'm sorry. I never pretended to be nice to you. I love you." He replied in a soft voice.

"What dear? Now you have a boyfriend, right?" I smiled, even though he couldn't see it.

"I love you as a friend."

Hearing the words of friends, it again makes me cramped. "I want to be alone first" my final.

"Okay, take care, huh?"

After that, I heard her footsteps move away. I knocked my body against the wall with tears still flowing slowly.

Who is actually wrong? He who does not give clarity or me who is too brave?

Hiya! Happy new year 2022!!! Too late, no? Maklumi, huh? The first chapter of the year and hopefully there are many more chapters coming up this year. Thanks for reading ^_^

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