/please listen to AS THE WORLDS CAVE IN BY MATT (slowed) while reading this /
As the world cave in
You and your lover along with his wealthy and greedy friends, partying at the highest floor of the building in town. At the middle of noise. Your lover grab you in front of the crowd. He start spitting his bulgar words towards you. Then suddenly you remember. He is not your lover after all. He only use you because of your reputation, and he take advantage your feelings for him. Yes you love him to death.
Before the night of the party, you sent your siblings to the safe place and promise them that you'll gonna follow them. But little did they know. You already talked to someone, that if they found your dead body send it to them. So you can have a better funeral and grave yard.
You know you'll gonna die tomorrow night. And already accepted the fact that your lover will never feel the same love you feel to him.
The moment you face the crowd, the grinning, the smirk, the pathetic look, the symphaty. You want to vomit, you want to run. But as soon as you put your gaze to him, the smile of envying victory shown in his face, instead of a proud lover.
He requested you to dance a ballet, as he knew you love to dance. As soon as the music start to play, you start to move your feet followed with your body.
Every rhythm, of the mellow music,
Every wind coming to the open veranda, the feels of it.
As the chorus finally hits, time for the vow. As you finish to dance. You slowly put your eyes to him, and finally. You see the smile that you longing for many years. The smile of the man you love. The genuine smile of what they called love.
As you slowly walk to the open veranda of thr highest building. The smooth feel of a cold wind greeted to your hair, the dress he chose fpr you perfectly wave, suits so well.
The sad eyes, the tear-jerking situation you've been. The step. That will end your suffering.
Flashbacks and flashbacks keep running to your mind. The vivid memory of your life.
The feeling of falling into the highest place. You feel something open. Your lost wings. The brightest color. For so long, you never feel comfort. And peace. Not until... you meet your death.
"Death is peaceful and for sometime painful"
Okay i did cry while writing this tbh. If this got a hundred reads gagawin ko tong story, kase plot lang dapat to e. Kaso wala akong inspiration to make this a whole story. I hope you like it guys. Pardon me for grammatical incorrects and spellings.
