"I'm fine." I tried to keep myself from breaking down in front of him. My tears are trying to escape from my eyes, slowly torturing me as a lump is trying to block my throat and it was so hard, so hard to swallow the pain.
He tried peeking through the book I tried to use to hide my face from him but he pulled it away and stared at my eyes.
"You're not. I know you're not okay. You can't hide everything from me, I know you inside and out. I can feel it, we're the same. We are connected."
For an instant, my soul slowly melted as my energy collapsed. A sob escaped from me as I tried hiding my face away from him. You shouldn't have asked me if you already know what is it that I felt inside this chest.
If you know me, you should have known what is it that makes me cry.
Go away, I don't need your sympathy. You were the reason why this heart grew weary. If you know me, if the two of us are meant to be connected, you should have known that you're the reason for this pain.
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Seulument Toi
PoesíaCompilations of prose and poems. To the future, to the heart I'll surrender my heart for. To the incomplete soon to be filled, may we find the love of our lives and never let them go.
