Why did I create DEW?

My heart is bleeding once more
Again that terrifying pain's galore

The more I try to forget youThe more you keep coming back to me
More i try to escape,the more my heart is drawn to you

Have I gone insane,why do you I keep on inviting this pain
When I remember your alter ego,I try to remain stoic
But this gives me more pain,my emotions start out to drain

Why is God militating against my heart
Why is this invisible bond still there. From which it is impossible to depart

I have walled up my emotions ,my pain
We dont talk anymore,Alas! those invisible walls between us
But why my heart and mind are at war,why is this fuss?

But how walls can be in my heart and in my mind
Where still you are the only one I can still find

Is it a sheer coincidence of events or God's cruel act
You came here,in this life,which I have trying to enact

There is an apocalypse in the making
Stripping off the life I have been faking

You had better places to go, but still you chose the niche I had created
To hide from your thoughts and ofcourse you, by whom my heart was cheated

I tend to look the other way,to ignore you when we meet
Since the last 3 years all I have been trying ,is to retreat
Still You capitalised upon what you knew very well about
That ,In love,the toughest thing is to accept a defeat

I was simple,my emotions were so virgin-like,my love was so uncanny
But with that one coupe de'tat you have deplumated it,into pieces so many

The pieces so many that i have being trying to gather them since those last 3 years
And then you turn up here,why?To see my heart bleeding ,to witness a tsunami of tears

I wish my heart had several backups,atleast the one you broke could be thrown
So that atleast I could live painlessly and if not happily, but just carry on

But no that would not happen as God's playing on you side
Both of you,smoothly,taking my shattered emotions for a ride.

I tried to abberate,find my solace in that beautiful girl,I crafted and called"DEW"
But alas thts my fate,even finding happiness in dreams is no longer under my purview

I love to hate my life now,to stitch back those minuscule pieces of broken heart
You were the one,who taught me that love is not an emotion but a bloody ART.....