Restictions.
Restricted Love.
Restricted words, restricted actions, and restricted thoughts.
It's as if you're breaking the unbreakable. Destroying the wall that hinders everything. I will not win in this battle. No, never. Even if I dive in this deep ocean of tears, my unspoken words will never be heard. Even if I crawl in this valley of miseries, my hasty actions can never be done. Even if I fly in the sky of unknown, my thoughts will never be painted with colorful hues and white doves
Restrictions.
A thin line. An indication which tells me how far I should only go. A thin line that makes me want to walk pass through it just to do what I've always wanted. But beyond this line is something that might ruin everything; something that might cause a catastrophic storm
So here I am. Dealing with something that kills me from the inside. Seeing you locking your hands with his. Witnessing how your lips smile as you listen with his words. Looking how your eyes sparkle as you look straight at him
If I could only erase this thin line. If I could only tell you what I feel and do what I've always wanted, maybe the weight that I'm carrying will go away. But I couldn't.
Restrictions.
Resticted Love.
I'm a prisoner of my own words, actions and thoughts. Standing behind bars doing nothing but to feel agony. Deep pain.
