Regret

“And it was all said a little bit too late. My tears were all dried up and I was no longer chocking on my words, in fact I did not care at all. Ah, if only these words hadn’t been said a little bit too late.”

Liars

“And in the end we all are a bunch of liars running around in circles of make believe.”

Never

“And i felt my heart shatter, the way he looked at me and how i knew he would never be mine.”

Gone pt.2

“And as soon as he saw my naked soul he left. In a moment all things said and done gone, dust, pieces never to be put back together. That’s when I felt the emptiness creeping back, slowly but steadily ready to consume me again.”

Gone pt.1

“And trust me when I’m gone you will know. Because it’s gonna be silent, I will be nowhere to be found and I promise you, I will leave you in pieces you won’t be able to pick up.”

Part of a book I'll never write. 3

She lit a cigarette. Inhaling the smoke she longed for the days that her only addiction was laughter; it all was a hazy memory in the back of her mind. How his smile looked in the morning; how his hair smelled when he lied next to her at night. She breathed in ; she felt it move right through her; elation, bliss and eventually nothing. Plunging into darkness she smiled; that was her life now, nothing. She breathed out.

Part of a book I'll never write. 2

“And I wanted winter to last a bit longer so I would have an excuse to bury my head in his arms. To hold him a little closer each time; to breathe him in ; to mould my heart with his.”
– Things you shouldn’t know

Part of a book I'll never write. 1

“And the way he kissed me felt like fire. Fire that was able to quench my empty soul, that made me feel like I was whole again.”

END

It was a cold night in November.

"Let's talk this over" she said.

He turned to face her but in his blind rage he saw nothing but a blur. He didn't care, for all he could remember she meant nothing to him.. All the memories a simple nothing.

She was crying,shaking. She felt lost, all her life hanging by a thread; all her smiles all her joyful memories, everything she though she knew, now a pile of broken pieces scattering in the ice cold wind.

"Were you pretending?". No answer.

"So much for thinking I knew you... Shit... did I ever know you at all?" her words were cold, it was his fault she was broken.No. it might have been hers, for letting herself fall... "The higher you fly, the rougher the fall" she laughed; it was all she could do.

He stared. "What we had is dead."

She froze.. "Was it ever even alive?" again all she got was an empty stare. His eyes, the eyes she loved so much now were pools of dark hatred.

"We were meant to be.." she whispered to herself. She wanted to believe it; she wanted to believe that all she felt was a lie.
 "And so it's done." she looked up.

He turned his back, motionless... "None of this was ever real, I can't believe you were naive enough to think it ever was". He began walking.

She couldn't see him anymore, it was dark but even if there were lights she wouldn't dare look... In the end she never knew him at all and she never would.....

"All is lost" she mumbled 'All of my close memories "

And with that she let her hands go.. Falling... never to feel again...

Heart?

So I was kinda thinking about how people come and go…

I mean I never was delusional to think that people stay forever although I would like it to be that way…All of us I think.. So what’s better, just watch them go or fight? Should we just stand back and see them leave and be with someone else or do we make ourselves the person they want?

It’s weird though… because even if we trip and fall we will get up… eventually….
It’s a matter of heart… Do you allow someone to steal it? or do you guard it and practically allow nobody to stand by you?

Because some things start nice and end with a grand farewell…. It’s never the end it’s just a new begining a new celebration after a hibernation.,…

Embrace it.. It’ll hurt or it won’t …