Once upon a time's are the most true to all stories.
The thought of it came into a logic and I found myself comparing my
recent and current situation to a roller coaster ride... But not the one
you are thinking. I am talking about an emotional roller coaster, where
it seemed to be exciting and fun. We thought of it as the most
daredevil among the rides. And yeah! I Dared! And now I am effin'
scared.
I hoped for it to be happy and it was. I was screaming and hoping that
it would never ever end. And now, the climax is over and the end is
here. Broken and infested with self-pity, I lie awake in the middle of
the night staring in an empty paint but it drew a shadow of a once happy
never ending. Manly control couldn't somehow hold the sour bitter drops
of my dying eyes. I held unto the cloth of my chest but pain came
trembling down my feelings, and it didn't stop. Gorgeously picking and
killing my defenses, my once innocent hope of forever came to a sudden
stop. There is pain, agony and silf-pity in the blood that my heart
pumps. I was trying to talk myself out , trying to quiet the annoying
sound of a controlled break-down. Busted and rejected for the anger I
caused to someone I have cared so much. I still kept my hopes for
acceptance. Then boom! With the battalion of my allies, I asked to
have a chance to talk and fix it. Instead, it became the most
unrelieving music to my ears. A call of mythical anger enough to kill
the rest of all the happy memories you've had.
I was wrong in shouting out a freedom and happiness, because it was a
fake joy after all. I triggered the end of it all, for miles are enough
reason to die a hope. Inside, my heart is rotten by unfixed
involvement. The call I have received, is the call that ended it all.
I am hoping that I could just sleep it over and try to pretend that it
never happened, but it pains me to know that I lost a joy that I once
grasped.
It was an emotional murder.
I laid my happy hopes and "forever's" on it. And now my joy is over, I
promised to be away and to vanish. If we'll meet again... I'd still
carry those happy thoughts of me and you. In my submission, Love has
killed a part of me and hope that Love will heal it. Farewell to you,
you've given me a deeper sense of fulfillment.
My cries for the reason of you are just natural remnants of our love
story. Take care and forever carry a memory of me.
As promised, I'll vanish in thy thoughts.
