A Match Made In Hell

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Your eyes, they're like two cerulean pools, so deep, I fear if I dive in, I may never come up for air. Oh and your smile, the sun itself turns jealous and refuses to come out from behind the clouds, knowing it cannot shine half as bright. Shakespeare once said, expectation is the root of all heartache. And you, well, you taught me why hurricanes are named after people. I knew you would break my heart, but part of me hoped you wouldn't. Loving you was the most exquisite form of self-destruction. You broke me in such devastatingly beautiful ways. Even now I can't help returning to our wreckage to watch our sparks soar into the night.

You can tell so much about a person by the way they leave you. You broke me into pieces and complained about the mess that it made. You broke me like one of your promises. I thought you were healing me, but you were tearing me down instead. Of course I loved you, you don't give people you don't love the power to destroy you. But you only broke me to fix yourself, and I realised that our "forever" had an expiration date. Of course I'll say I'm happy for you and fake a smile. But look into my eyes, look into my now stonewashed eyes and tell me, teach me, show me how you can sleep at night knowing what you did. You poisoned my mind and fractured my once flourishing heart, you left me with nothing.

I don't know what's more tragic. That I keep looking for you wherever I go, or that you're never there. It hurts to wait for someone who is never coming back. I seem so invincible. But just touch me and I'll wince. I'm the perfect example of betrayal. The blood of my bitten through lips mixes with my tears as I turn my blood into alcohol and cry myself to sleep each night wondering why I wasn't enough for you. You were a chapter in my book, I was merely a line in yours. We were a match made in hell, maybe that's why we burnt out. As I lay here gazing at the mind-numbing darkness, my heart turning to stone, I realize that I'm no longer afraid of monsters. I'm no longer afraid of monsters because, I loved one. 

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