I have gone through those words again and again a million times, till I have each word memorized. The first time I read them, I was revealed. Then angered. And then frustrated once again. How many chances do I give them? Each time I tear down the walls, those words change into something sinister. Something regretful. So then I turn away.
You haven't seen anything yet. Life keeps getting worse. It shows you worse and worse till you burst into tiny little pieces one day.
I have grown up way beyond my playing years. I don't play no more. I read, I wait, I regret.
I don't want this.
The black sky has turned so dark that even the shiniest diamonds disappear within its deep and ugly folds. I don't shine anymore. I mourn.
Can you buy back the love we lost? The moments forgotten? The feelings teared up? No you can't. Because money can't buy bliss. It can buy you temporary happiness but not forever.
True love lives on. But it needs hope to breathe. All hope is lost by now. Look into yourself, ask your heart. Is that hope? Or just happy memories hard to let go of?
I see you every night. So close. Trying to say something. The old you, the one I had. Whispering.
What is addiction? Something that takes advantage of your vulnerability. It's hard to get rid of. Have you tried therapy?
I hide when you are not around.
Don't you see? You have already moved on.
I had blossomed at those fine moments. When I touched heaven and fell back. But they seem so far away. An eternity away.
So don't bring marriage into this. A bond that needs trust. It will never be there.
Love as much as we do, a million galaxies apart. There are too many walls. I cant even hear you. I have already turned back.
Maybe things have changed too much.
Then take me. Take me up to heaven. Because this world is just too ugly and selfish. And I'm melting into it. I'm so scared. All alone.
Take me with you.
