A MESS.

down that hall pt.1

his face fell into a deep frown,

it all came back.

the hurt, the misery, the heartache and regret.

as he saw his ex lover walking down the hall with her auburn hair gracing her favorite sunday sundress.

her eyes glued to her ground avoiding all eyes and possible conversation.

simply because she was too hurt,

dwelling in the embrace of pain,

but when she looked up,

it happened.

her eyes lock with his.

her red painted, soft, kissable lips slowly parted in pure shock.

but not mere seconds pass as she tore her gaze away from her dearly missed lover.

tearing his heart into pieces a long with her cold act.

she tries painfully to forget the sight of his beautiful face.

dragging her limp legs across the hall,

her eyes not holding the fire it had in them anymore

the flames the could set the world on fire.

he noticed that,

he knew that,

he felt that,

all too well.

all he wanted was to eagerly to run to his lover,

pick her petite figure and smack his lips against hers.

just like old times.

for her love is embedded on his heart, mind, soul and body.

but both exercise the urge to run back to each out of their hearts.

his eyes were fixated tight on her,

tears clouding his view,

hands now trembling, begging, tingling to feel the touch of her soft, milky skin.

breathing oxygen thick with tension.

his mind was at ease once again when she smiled at one of her friends.

at least she's happy right?

wrong.

soon he released that that smile was fake

fake as the last words she spoke to him.

i don't love you.

but her pain was as true as the last words he spoke to her.

i still do.

he never understood why she had to crush his heart.

was it to feel powerful?

was it because she found other lover?

for now his heart is a hunted house,

empty of love,

but full of ghosts of painful memories.

all he wanted was to be in her arms,

sleeping peacefully in her embrace,

as her sweet, lullaby-like voice reported every up and down in her day to him.

he missed that a lot.

but she tore his heart ajar when he found out that,

she no longer wanted the love he gave her unconditionally

she no longer wanted his good morning and good night kisses.

she no longer wanted his hugs.

she no longer wanted his cute little notes stuck on her mirror.

she no longer wanted his heart.

she was his hiraeth.