he was struck with denial.
it was just too much,
she was gone,
he cried
but it wouldn't bring his girlfriend back.
he never got to know her
her past,
he never got to know the story behind the faint trail of fear and pain in her eyes.
he would never see those pair of eyes again,
he wondered if he will ever see anyone with those eyes
the eyes that was filled with terror
the eyes that was filed with so much love for him
it hurts....
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.
.
.
blue,
ocean blue.
he could never look at that color without feeling hopeless, pain and guilt.
mostly guilt.
it hurts so bad...
he wished his heart can be ripped out of his chest
it would be better
he would feel empty and numb
he would feel nothing at all.....
it was all Mona's past feelings.
it was all bestowed on him,
and...
he wore it like a crown befitting a king.
it swallowed him all up
making him a shadow holding on to the past.
.
.
.
she was gone.
each day he stared at her murderer,
he stared into her eyes,
it was filled with many emotions,
but...
never guilt
never remorse
.
.
.
she knew he saw her,
she knew he watched her bury Mona.
she wished he didn't look at her as a murderer.
but she was anyway,
she didn't want anyone to remind her..
she wished he could see the reason
her reason,
she wanted him,
she needed him,
she loved him.
he couldn't see it
he was stuck up grieving,
grieving for Mona.
then it hit her
if he couldn't see it
then it was only a matter of time.
nemesis will catch up with her....
and it did.
believe me it did....