You cleared your conscience at the expense of breaking my heart. While I do understand that, I do not have to respect that.
I hope it haunts you forever.-
But that's the thing about
brokenness, right? Once a glass
breaks, it's not fragile anymore;
people are scared to come close
in fear of hurting their own hands.
Darling, that is why you must wear
your breakdown as your armour.-
I will love you silently.
You will continue to dwell in my heart and exist in my mind, just not in my speech.-
More often than not, there's not really
a choice. Life just throws stuff at
you, and you sit, and endure.
That's it. That's all
there is to living.-
I wish you were here right now, sitting
by the window under the starry night
sky with lightning and thunder,
to count the raindrops on my
windowsill with me.-
I wish you were here right now, sitting
by the window under the starry night
sky with lightning and thunder,
to count the raindrops on my
windowsill with me.-
And to this day,
that desire to be loved dwells in the
heart as what it always was;
a mere desire.— % &-
The entire day it was so calm and quiet in my head, but not a peaceful quiet, it was more of a mourning quiet with a little hum in my head like a song of eulogy to the part of me that feels dead.— % &
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Perhaps, one of the saddest truths of this
mortal life is that you could be willing to
give someone every happiness in the
world and it wouldn't matter at all
if they don't want it from you.— % &-
As numbness takes over your soul and
body like an insolent tenant,
Your mind wanders to where lays the
ashes of the bridges you've burnt.— % &-