You should have taken me with you

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As these words slowly entered my ears and as I stared perpendicularly to the wall,

I felt so numb and my heart's been crippled.

I wanna shout her name and tell her how much I loved her and yes, I still do.

I wanna throw every plate and glass in the kitchen as I scream.

I wanna run as far as I could until I faint to death.

I want to punch the wall until my hands get broken and dysfunctional.

I wanna be somewhere only I know. And maybe this time, I wanna get lost.

I want to disappear, badly; sincerely.

But instead,

I cried.

I cried with all of my might.

I cried until no more teardrops were streaming down my face.

I cried until my pillow got wet enough to squeeze water on it.

I cried until every memory we had passed through my mind.

I cried until I could see no more because of the tears that were blocking my eyes.

Yes, I cried. I did cry. The tears fell with names on it—

regret.

I should have taken you with me.

I should have not hurt you,

And we should have been happy.

Words by: MDMC

Artwork by: white-vanilla.com

#FallinArts should have taken me with you."

As these words slowly entered my ears and as I stared perpendicularly to the wall,

I felt so numb and my heart's been crippled.

I wanna shout her name and tell her how much I loved her and yes, I still do.

I wanna throw every plate and glass in the kitchen as I scream.

I wanna run as far as I could until I faint to death.

I want to punch the wall until my hands get broken and dysfunctional.

I wanna be somewhere only I know. And maybe this time, I wanna get lost.

I want to disappear, badly; sincerely.

But instead,

I cried.

I cried with all of my might.

I cried until no more teardrops were streaming down my face.

I cried until my pillow got wet enough to squeeze water on it.

I cried until every memory we had passed through my mind.

I cried until I could see no more because of the tears that were blocking my eyes.

Yes, I cried. I did cry. The tears fell with names on it—

regret.

I should have taken you with me.

I should have not hurt you,

And we should have been happy.


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