His Umber Eyes

When I was a kid, no one told me to be careful with who I fall in love with. No one told me how unbelievably difficult it is when someone won't love you back.

But his gorgeous umber eyes never failed to answer my deepest questions. They never lied. And so I knew when his body took over, not his heart. However I didn't mind, because I am his. Even though I know he will never be mine.

And I loved him still, with all of the thousand broken pieces of my shattered heart, I loved him.

And I still do.

Even after all these years, after he left me dead inside, completely broken with a hole in my chest. A hole which was soon filled with unending sorrow. My heart still belonged in his palms that crushed it harshly and painfully until I couldn't help but feel my bones closing on me, making me suffocated.

I love you Isaac Truth. And I hate it so fucking much.