Art in words

Love Is Dead

"Please... Don't go. Don't leave me" I begged, dropped on my knees as I grabbed his hand near my face.

He stood in front of me with his tired face. He gave a sigh as I waited for him to pull me up and hug me, and kiss me, and forget about what happened.

"Stop. It's over. It's all over" He coldly said as he pulled his hands off me.

My heart sunk.

The little hope inside me drowned by my weeping heart.

He looked away...

Walked away...

Without an ounce of regret in his eyes.

He left me with nothing to hold on to.

He left me on the floor.

The door closed.

Silence started to kill me.

Silence that once mocked me came again.

"I don't love you anymore" said he.

His sweet voice uttered those wicked words played inside my chaotic mind.

As if my memory recorded it, to remind me that he's not here anymore.

That he's not coming back.

Am I the only one who was happy?

The whispering of love...

The cuddling on the sofa...

Was that all a lie?

His smile.

His sweet smile that captured my soaring heart the moment I laid my eyes on him.

In my eyes, he's perfection.

He's everything that I need.

But now he's gone.

He left me.

He left me with my heart clutched on his hands.

It's beating for him...

Now it's slowly bleeding because of him.

He's squeezing it.

He's slowly making me weak.

It's killing me...

The pain...

Unbearable...

Our love and dreams are dead...

Now that he's gone.

So am I.

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Note:

I was really listening to TH's Love is Dead while writing this one. Hope you liked it! XOXO