What If

What if I walk away,
Left everything unsaid,
I’m too hurt and dismayed,
For letting this become my nightmare.

We met your parents on a sunny Sunday,
But the conversation turned out like a hurricane,
‘She doesn’t fit our status’, that’s what your mother said,
I hold my tears and leave the place.

Those words hunt me day and night
Your endless calls makes me terrified,
You used to be my knight in shining armour,
but this has to stop and let’s end this fight.

What if she said it’s true
Would you let go of my hand or
Stay like we used to?


Florence Ngui, Sarawak