you couldn't take it. you shattered like delicate glass against the ground, and i was the only one left to pick up your broken pieces.
i guess i wasn't enough. i couldn't heal you. that hurt me, but i'm not angry at you anymore. i couldn't be everything you needed, and i accept that now.
i direct my anger to the unforgiving world. it obliterated what we had and we couldn't do anything about it. i had to stand back and watch us crumble and collapse within the earth, i had to be silent. because if i tried to stop it, i would be the next victim, like you were on that dark and cloudy day i found you, barely breathing on the pavement.
it's sad to think that the only way we could've survived is if we were in an entirely different world. a yellow utopia of accepting people, those who would welcome us with open arms and rejoice. but the reality is grey, grey people with grey minds and grey fingers they point at us. i crumbled beneath the weight of their heavy stare.
but there is nothing i can do about it. so i'll sit here in solemn silence, wishing for you to return to me.
BINABASA MO ANG
everlasting 一 pjm, kth
Fanfictiontwo is enough to ignite an inferno, but after all; every fire burns out eventually, no matter how powerful. vmin ©rotted | 2016 completed. highest ranking: #745 in short story.
