" I slept in my bubble for years
Till you point a blade
and made me fall "
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His heart, I doubt has me.
I know that in our years of being together, he sometimes felt regret choosing me over his colorful life.
Choosing a plain, dull maiden.
But now, I finally break his chains, I cut the red string that connects the two of us.
Oh, there is no us now.
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"If you could change something in your life, what would it be?"
That question made me startled off guard, it was a question that I always repeated in my life, but never would I state the answer.
"Um... I don't know?" That came out as a question unintentionally.
The old woman with her gray glasses looked up at me, her eyes were a pale grey as they shed an emotion I knew all my life.
Sadness.
Pity.
Longing.
"You know that you can always make your life right, don't ya? I was like you too, holding into my lover's hand, promising him of forever while he just... stared at it. He was so afraid of commitment that he never gave me a chance, and he let go"
She said those words as if she were reminiscing about her life. She said it so plainly I cannot feel pity on her part, but when I look at her eyes, I know.
She's in pain just like me.
In denial about it.
"How do you know if- if you regret your decision?" I ask with a feeble voice.
"You just don't know"
I was somewhat unsure of her answer, even when I left her and took a cab home, I still felt restless.
The skies were colored of pink and purple, the golden sun setting down as the moon emerged.
I opened my door and looked at my home, alone.
Then after a long time of staring at my bathroom mirror, I finally found my answer.
Time.
Time will tell.
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Still Colors
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