^I lie awake at 3am, my head is so tired but i don't care.
My eyes beg to flutter closed but i refuse to slip away into slumber.
My heart was stabbed and stepped on. Squeezed of love and hope. I use to be happy, now im just empty.
She loved me, or so i thought. I loved her, but it was all a game. Rolling the dice and playing me like a dumb game. I happened to play it along with her, losing miserably without even knowing.
So i lie here awake, the moonlight shining in through my window.
My mind replays all of the memories of us, like a record. It spins all round, us sitting in the grass late at night. Fire flies glowing all round like some surreal painting. Moon light and stars in the midnight blue sky, dotted everywhere while i point out some pictures connecting the dots. She would giggle, and my heart and ears wanted it to last forever.
She gazed into my eyes, while i gazed into hers. A whole world made of green held in those round eyes of hers.
I smile.
A sad smile.
I feel my heart shatter a little more. A slow trickle of tears slid down my cheek.
I fucked up.
The tricke soon becomes faster, as a flow of tears stream down.
I don't do anything, no need to.
I'll let myself drown in this pool of broken pieces, never grabbing them to fix my heart.
I'll just drown in tears of heart break.
Life goes on.
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Sad but motivational??
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