Why do you feel so empty-- So sad and weak and weary; All because he said buh-bye? Why do you allow him To drag you down to that phase, Where all that really matters Is his current, piteous state-- And no, not yours; Never your own well-being? Why do we permit someone To become more significant That our own little selves? When will we ever learn To prioritize our rickety hearts That easily shatter, Always for someone else? "Priority" #Priority #diwa #yqbaba
