Hi?
Why?
What happened?
Are you okay?
Are you doing fine?
Is there something bothering you?
You can tell me------L. I. E. S.
Lies that can easily trick each of your eyes.
He cared. She cared. Do you notice the "D"? Naah it's already in the past. He careD. She careD. They do, but not til today. It's like the fainted glow of one firework. One firecracker. It's beautiful. But when the fire went out. It's gone. The spark. The moment. That breath taking time. Those memories suddenly shows up. You and that person together. Memories where you and him, you and her glows the brightest. Then you smiles.
A day.
A few days.
A week.
A few weeks.
A month and so on. Days passes and winters coming. Season changes.
You met. You ate. You watched movies. You went night seeing. And in the end of the day, then again you're lock up with everything like it seems choking you up. Binding. Wrapping you. Restraining your every move.
You started thinking. Swirl of thoughts started attacking you. You got confuse. But you love him. Her. You stayed for the sake of your love. You followed your heart and now you're done.
You cry. You hug your knees. You sit on the floor. Couldn't believe. You give it all. Your love. Almost got nothing for yourself and now. You lost it. Everything. Nothing's left.
You blame yourself. Crying. Hugging your knees while sliding, sitting on the floor. Burying your face. Hiding your pain. You're hurt. He's happy. She's happy. With someone else. You cried even more. Cursed them both. You burned your photograph. Erased your pictures. You deleted his number. Her number together with your emotions. You lacked sleep and so you started loving those sleepless nights. Bawling your eyes. You are hurt. You are still hurt. But. He is happy. She is happy. With someone else.
You started to think it's unfair. That it's wrong. But then you get tired. Suddenly without a clue. You get up. You wiped your tears and started to walk again. You move on not for them but for yourself. You think it's enough. Yes it's enough. And then again you smiled. Again. And move forward. Fight.
That's what living is even though you are dead inside.
