finally my sonnet's done. actually it's quite fun to write a poem! An ached heart
I waited for your words that I longed to hear. You refused and your heart's in denial. Our previous laughters have disappeared. Nay, why did everything turn unusual? So quiet, silence made a scary sound. So distant, despite shoulder- to- shoulder My tears no longer condensed and I’m drown As if the rain poured on this poor stranger. For it’s too late to guard I was defeated. For love is blind I was once lost and blinded My heart’s wounded that I should have been retreated. But in vain ‘cause of memory reminded. Deep down I store the last picture we drew. Time soothes the pain and I’ll find someone new. | 
