Musical Notes Are The Connection To Love (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3 - There's the good side of her?

(Clara's point of view)

Maybe, just maybe there is love.

" Clara? You alright?" Eva soothing voice rand through the classroom. I nodded in response before falling back into my dilemma that was going on in my head a few moments ago.

Maybe, just maybe...

Would there be?

Love?

You know. Love obviously cannot exist. Stop getting false hope.

Love can exist...

NOT. REMEMBER ALL DOES TEARS? ALL THOSE MEMORIES? THEY ARE JUST MEMORIES! LOVE NEVER AND WILL NEVER EXIST. DON'T BELIEVE IN IT. YOU'LL JUST FIND YOURSELF FALLING OKAY? AND NO ONE WILL CATCH YOU. THAT'S THE TRUTH AND LIVE WITH IT!

I felt giddy after the last line. That voice in my head had finally taken the better of me, as I close my eyes and drag against the wall, till I touched the floor.

Is it true that love can never exist? Is it true that my life is of tears? Can another word fill in my broken heart torn out by love? Tell me, oh tell me.

With that, I fell to the floor. Silently but definitely, painfully.

And I vowed to myself. No one will ever know about this day. No one will know I hurt inside. No one will know I'm not okay. I will laugh. I will sing. I will say I'm perfectly okay with everything...

even...

even thought...

I'm not.

I'm hurt inside.

I'm crashed.

No one can bring back this world to me.

This is love.

It ruined me.

And it all started with the Cultural Event Field Trip.

I fell...

and no one caught me.

No.

Wait.

Someone caught me...

but let me fall afterwards.

I'm convinced.

Love cannot exist.

Let me die.

Let me die now.

I'm crashed.

Love is just another word for hatred.

Love can never exist.

I'm convinced...

I'm convinced...

I felt tears, like waterfalls, they cascaded down my cheeks.

I don't care anymore.

Let them see my pain.

Let them see.

I don't care anymore.

With that, I let the waterfalls of tears run down at full speed.

I don't care.