Prequel

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It is said that a life without love is a failed life. However, I live very well, in my bubble, without anyone in my little world. I don't need love to live, not anymore. And if my heart is made of marble, then I am impassive.

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Certainly, letting go of someone you've cherished for a long time leaves a scar on your heart. I must have thousands of them. But I'm used to it. I've come to terms with it. I know that life goes on despite all my sorrows, all my regrets and I can't stop it, not even to complain or cry, I can't, because time doesn't wait for me. It passes, blows, shouts, impatiently, but does not wait for me. I am only a dead leaf in its path.

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Naivety is one of my greatest faults. In fact, it is my biggest fault. It has taken me a lifetime to realize this. A whole life wasted, scribbled, torn, blurred. And if I could go back in time, I would have shouted with all my might, "No!" A simple "No!" Just a "No!", and everything would be more beautiful and colorful. I would have known great love, true freedom, the desire to be a little bird carried by the wind, shining across the sky, thirsting to discover the world. Just a "no" for all that endless happiness.

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