30 MAY 2017 AT 10:10

Amanda was like the border of a beautiful painting, which would tell you exactly where the beauty starts while not being a part of it.
As we fell in love, I felt her more inside my small world. Like a needle dropped onto the heart and being sucked inside with each heartbeat. I enjoyed it, until it was deep enough and then I realized people could only move together just until they realize they have came so far to be able to fall apart.

People ruin people, and sometimes in the end there is so little left of you that you don't care if it remains or not.
When she left I felt the needle getting past the last beat and falling right into my heart, and I did not care if it had somewhere more to traverse.
If all of the pain in this world would have been sunk into a creek, for a while I knew my boat was at the very bottom of it.

Ugly things were never scary, at their finest they were supposed to make me feel nothing.
I was rather afraid of beautiful things. I always knew, this world is bound to get destroyed by them.
And she was most beautiful thing that had ever happened to me.

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