I pick up the knife again .
Looked in the mirror . Frowned . Watched the blood oozing out my wrist . Cried . Stared at what that seemed like a broken reflection trying to put itself back up .
The sink cleared off blood stains , while I try to remove mine . I think of you . I think why you did what you did . I think of the things we did and what did not . I smiled not a happy one .
I think of that day you turned me into a road with no path to follow , empty and lonely left to be abandoned yet once again . I feel the ice cold water shimmering beneath my feet trying to remember the feeling of that thrilling summer as though , reality is to be told , winter took over with river staying crack and cold . A dark place to stay.
The rosy hue of sun rays that were desired loomed into an angry cloud that cried when the thunder stormed , flowers that planned to bloom turned and bowed with hope, you came and ruined it all , maybe you were an ocean and I was just a stone waiting to be taken but left to ruin by the waves .
The blackflies on the windowsill that we were , lingering with no hopes of letting go . We both were victims but one had to abandon one yet again.
I hear the humbling request of trees and leaves to wake up and leave . Soon . I said soon , they replied with a sigh .
This story feels incomplete feel free to continue if you want<3
