Love…

I killed her
Not because I hated her that much
I shot her
Just because, I could not forget that touch

I cried that night
Not because I regretted the deed
I cried that night
Just because, I knew it was the need

I remembered her love
Not because it was for me, or it was all mine
I remembered her love
Because, those moments were so fine

I smiled to her
Not because I lost the balance of mind
I smiled to her
Because, even her betrayal was so kind

I shot myself
Not because I was afraid to live life
I shot me in the heart
Because, that’s what I thought love is like.

Hakuna Matata