"Let's break-up."
His painful words keep on ringing on my ears. The way he said it as if it won't hurt me, as if it won't break me in to million pieces.
A poignant smile flashed on my lips, "I guess all things bound to end this way; painful and tormenting."
I'm walking absent-mindedly in the silent street when I felt a cold liquid soaked my arms. I look above and saw the sky shedding its tears. "Glimpse of nostalgia." I whispered.
The rain is now pouring heavily, but I didn't bothered to find a shed to stop. Suddenly, I felt hot liquids streaming down my cheeks that didn't came out a while ago. I guess my behaviour did not actually faded.
"I'm still like this, crying in the middle of the rain so that no one notices my tears."
"I'm a storm completely messed up trapped inside the calm droplets of rain."
BINABASA MO ANG
Abstract of Life
RandomLife is full of wonders waiting to be wander. COMPILATION OF MY SELF-MADE ONE-SHOTS
