The echo of the voice was around the corners, but the thoughts of last night were still running through my head, "I don't love you anymore", the words echoed around one end to the other end of my brain and they had now reached throughout my body, shaking it and in a spur of moment I had breaken down, crying and sobbing and trying to screa
m, I yelled and shouted but not a single voice came out, my body was trembling and I was about to faint, I wanted to faint, I wanted to, but I did not. I wanted to scream , I wanted to, but I could not. I wanted to die, I wanted to, but I did not.
I laid there on the floor, scratching my legs with the sharpner blade that fell off last night, never thought that life would change in seconds but it did, just those five words and everything was gone, my heart had shattered into pieces, I remember laughing at the people who would cry after breakups, but the time was too hard to laugh on myself, I wanted to laugh, I wanted to, but I could not. I stood there infront of the mirror naked, counting every scar on the body, some of them had vanished over time but this one was too deep to heal, too deep to survive actually.
The thoughts of last night had overwhelmed me, and the scars resonated all the elated memories, the ecstacy but everything had gone now, oh the irony! "It was really my mistake", these words were making my head feel heavy, fingers smudged with the mascara and the tears which really did not seem to stop, the night was getting dark and there wasn't even a single ray of light, neither in my room nor in the life.
