My heart cracked ; I saw it coming.
The argument finally kicked in. I let myself weep , then slowly, my heart started bleeding words. Hurt him back ; that was my intention. I could not retain control over my raging heart.
I should have told him to stop. Stop loving me. The words are now exploding out of me and now I'm firing it all at him. If I had told him , this would not have happened. But I could never picture myself without him . I am terrified.
Glistening sweat , on his chest. His face, tensed. I heard him spitting out the words at me. It's clear he wanted me to leave him , the way it should be.
"How does it feel to know that you can't save me ?", he asked , staring fiercely into my eyes. "Good" , I said while the corner of my mouth twitched. His eyes widened in shock and I had the slightest regret.
I knew it was wrong but I could not stop myself from hurting him anymore. I have bled out those words that fell from his mouth that made me feel so hated. I watched our words bleed and I left him dumbfounded.
Now I'm looking back at it , only sobs fill the silence. He is gone , forever. I still love him but the way our words bled left me a deep scar. I am now trying to exhale sorrow and loss. I guess words bleed after all.
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Hurricanes of Life
Poetryof short stories and poetries that we write just to satisfy ourselves ; precisely our feelings .