Silence.
You keep
asking me what’s wrong with me. You keep pushing me to tell something I really
wanted to hide. You keep on interrogating me what’s going on with me. But all I
did was to ignore you with tears continuously falling down on my cheeks.
“It’s not
working anymore.”
A very woeful
phrase I had ever said to someone who had gave me his world and proved me how
much he can do for me for he had loved me more than anyone else. I am the most
obdurate girl a guy could ever meet. Without a fair shake reason, I’m mopping
up things with you.
A heart that
aches so as to kill you, you held me tight and tried hardly to understand my
very despicable decision. It’s forsooth. I could see you crying. Your eyes are
weary from weeping while your heart is bleeding in pain. I couldn’t do anything
to comfort you for I am the reason behind all those pain you’re suffering from.
To utter
those words, windup things so as to hurt you painfully, I am beyond the pale as
ever. I, myself don’t know why I suddenly making an end to what we have for
more than two years. I am befuddled. One thing I know for sure, I love you and
it hurts me more to see you suffer in front of my very own eyes and what hurts
me most is that the fact that you were ill with my own grounds.
I had hurt
you many times before and I wanted to give you space and time to heal those
wounds because it hurts me when you were still with me even though I am the
root for all those pains. I am giving you point in time for you to find the
happiness you deserve. I am giving you time for you to converge yourself to
your own priorities in life.
Even though
we’ll be living in separate ways, you will still be the guy that I love and
will still love every passing day. I am still hoping that we could be as happy
as ever when things went well for the paths we had take and established yet
again what we had before. I am hoping that destiny would allow us to share
happiness that love brings over again in the future time.
Maybe our
love is like the sun and the moon. They are not meant for now, but someday they
will.
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