Touching darkness

Hearts break..

The second he looked at me I heard the cracking of my own heart. Everything had finally hit me, he had changed in many ways I couldn't comprehend, in ways my innocence blinded me. He wanted to feel something new, but my touch was all to familiar, he feigned for the sight of another, while my body had become something he had seen over and over again. Something deep inside my mind begged to let him go as he slipped out of my reach, but my heart refused to let go. He had become the only thing I had known and at this time my mind went blank, my heart grew empty, and my body became still. At this point I had a bitter sweet feeling it was when I had met him I understood love songs and why couples dance with one another. I understood kissing and how its one of the most beautiful things you can do. And then I finally understood why heart broken people cried and why they chose to stay away from people when their hearts have shattered and how they feel hopeless and worthless. It was when I met him I understood love and how it can also bring pain. Although I couldn't understand why our hearts have to break while theirs gets to be whole, and I couldn't tell you why we all feel lost when the whole world we know vanishes within the night air. All I can say is this was meant to happen and nobody may like it nor understand it, but maybe one day their paths can cross again. Until then I knew Jason had felt happier without me. Maybe it was my innocence or maybe it was even my shyness that grew old to him, but I still loved him and I couldn't get him off my mind. All I known at this moment in time was that he ripped my beating heart out of its closed cage, only opened for him.