#CollateralBeauty A letter to you - Mr Love, please return to heart in question

Mr Love, Please return to the heart in question

Dedicated to @Romance

Dear Mr Love,

The heart in question is bleeding out again.

It's been two weeks since I watched him leave in the rain.
I lay awake counting every hour, every minute, ever second. Waiting like you said, for him to come back but he hasn't.

Before you held my hand and whispered in my ears to take that leap of faith, I was right where I am today - waiting.

Before you took my last breath of pain, you wiped away my tears and held on to my heart, I could still tastes his name but you told me that I'd soon forget.

Wasn't it too soon to fall again?

Do you remember the roses, the chocolates, the infinite memories? Do they burned you like they do me?

I remember every laugh, every lie and every reason why they left. I remember David with cheesy pick up lines, Ian with romantic dinners, Michael with the song dedications, should I go on? You see, you said that I'd forget but I haven't.

Remember when you said that a my first kiss would feel like painting the sky blue? That I'd grow wings and soar throughout  the universe?

You failed to mention that when it was over, I'd been crashing down into a colourless world where rainbows go to die.

Answer me this Mr Love, why does it feel like pain, on top of pain, on top of me everytime you're around?

Why does it feel like before you, there was me and I lived?

It was shameless of you to play me right into your game.

Cruel to have them all end the same.

Despite it all, here I am again, waiting with my hands on my knees, with my knees to the ground, with these tears burning as they leave my eyes as I reach for you this one last time.

So tell me, who are you Mr Love?

Are you in touch, a taste, a smell, something inbetween that we need to co-exist?

Tell me, where are you?

Do you stand by the corner of the street and watch as we fail? Do you crying when it hurts? Where do you go when it's all over?

You never answer any of my calls, please tell me, who's going to catch me as I fall?

Don't be late Mr Love.

Yours sincerely

The heart in question.

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I'm so happy to be part of #CollateralBeauty. It was fun writing this letter directly to Love, he's done so much damage along the way before getting it right.

*sigh*