She is the epitome of music,
He is the image of intelligence,
Her music was her melody before his entrance in her life, turning her melody to be him.
In the beginning, their love followed a simple mathematical theory that remain undefined at some points, but their perceptions changed as they went on discovering more depths in their relationship, defining the existence of infinity.
The epitome of his heart,
The ballad of her beauty,
The second half of his soul,
Snuggled as mug of feelings inside the cores of his heart.
Read this emotional collaboration of two hearts where fate playing some interesting game in their paths of relationship.
"Listen, Love, we need to end things."
Listening to my boyfriend
I feel the bond between us shatter into fragments that tear my heart apart.
The familiar heaviness covers my chest, making it hard to breathe
I fight the panic and sadness as I try to figure out what in the hell just happened.
I wondered how it's possible to be a failure at love and
left with a broken heart and lingering memories of
betrayal
Again.