Sparks and Butterflies

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" Sparks and butterflies are present the moment I saw you.

I know it's difficult but I have to let this feelings of mine to be trashed.

Dealing forever with the fact that you can't never be mine breaks my heart into small fragments.

Hastily submerged into melancholy, anxiety, depression, devastation, desperation and finally, which I'm afraid of, obsession.

Everyday, I open my eyes to emptiness, discerning a long black hallway with nothing in amidst.

This so-called love has taken over my life leaving me perplexed.

Leaving me no choice but to live on my revery then sooner I vomit.

To clear my pessimistic scrutiny.

To stop my tears from falling everyday.

To stop feeling like my heart had been shattered into pieces.

I guess I have to do the hardest part of moving on, to neglect this fondness and the picture of you stacked in my head, one year ago.

Prominently, it's not what I want but somehow, I felt happiness inside my mirage.

Not to count on too much but that's the way it should be. 

For loving you in silence, makes a curve in my ugly face that I call smile. ♥ "

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