A small puff of miscommunication,
A big suffering of misunderstanding.

Texting him to describe how you feel,
Returning with wounds which are unable to heel.
My heart aches when you abruptly leave me alone,
But it breaks when I realize that for you it isn’t a big deal.

A small puff of miscommunication,
A big suffering of misunderstanding.

Loving is simple but it’s compatibility where we differ,
Yes, This was only my fault so it’s obvious, I have to suffer.
Lack of conversation certainly helps me,
Else for eternity, I’ll just be a ‘duffer’.

A small puff of miscommunication,
A big suffering of misunderstanding.

I believed, together we have plenty of time,
I owed myself to you & think that you were mine.
Being hated is better than being misunderstood,
If these 3 words make you pleased then I say “I’m fine.”