Fright Night! #Wattys2016

unDYING Love

He is the love of my life. The man whom I fell hopelessly in love with, despite the fact that I knew from the beginning how flawed and hopeless for a future together could be this love. Even though I know that he will never feel the same for me, since I am sure he'll never notice me and will always continue to ignore me as he's always doing, I will never give up to this fire of love that devours me every day and makes me to reborn every night, making me feel like a Phoenix trapped forever in the trap of love, I will never stop watching him, especially when he sleeps because in those moments I feel the most free, able to do anything I want, I can live my own life.

Life?

If life is how I should call what I have now, I think I can use this name. But by looking at him every night, when I can leave my hiding place, I could feel every beat of his heart, making my withered heart to beat as well, in turn, if only for a moment, and each breath of him inhaled in my dusty lungs, making them alive again, and my dry eyes bathed in tears of happiness.

I love him, I love him with a power that only a forgotten being even by people closed to her could have. I love him because his mere presence made me flee from my sad cruel reality where I always struggled to ...

live,

if I could say so and lock myself in my little illusory paradise, where I imagine the first kiss and caress of the adored man, things that were missing from my real life because the root of it was brutally torn even before I could experience them.

Oh, if he could raise his eyes now that he woke up in the power of night from a hectic sleep , if he would longer look away at that boring clock and would raises his eyes to the ceiling, where I am, as usual, never missing a night to watch him sleep, then he might stop ignoring me and maybe he would see more than a grotesque and rotting face and a completely twisted body, namely my undying love for him.