I hate drunk people,

used to say it,

learned from incidences,

but tonight i know it personally,

and i hate myself so much,

hate this feeling of pity on me,

a girl having tears in her heart,

left lone by someone she loves,

whose hopes have been crushed,

crushed by someone she admires,

i just cannot see him like this,

i had rather die than cry in public….

When he will come back to me,

i will care for a different person in him,

who showers love,

but won’t understand how i feel,

how lone i felt without him,

he just can’t,

can’t understand,

and i will hope this will never,

ever happen again……