Done And Undone

"By the fairest blood it is done,
And by the fairest blood it is undone"
- Snow White And The Huntsman

In the middle of AR lecture,
This sentence came into my mind,
And with a little bit of word twist,
I spun and playing around with Fatah,
Nasir,
Abid,
Or Anas.

And sometimes I will catch his reflection.

It's not like I intend to.

With such sentence in mind,
My head creates another one;

"By the same person the heart is broken,
Only by the same person the heart can be mended."

The only thing is,
I want to detoxify the wound and scars,
The blackness that it caused.

And I don't want to mend it by repeating my mistake.

I just don't want to be in the same room with any of these people,
All of them.

It made me nauseous,
It made me sick,
And I had to pretend to my friends,
That I was zoning off to my writing site,
Or pretending that I actually pay attention to their chats.

The only thing that saved me from my mind,
Was the lecture.

How ironic is it,
Right?
My life is a comedy,
And I get all teared up thinking about it.

By the fairest it is undone.