The farewell we had, was one of the few things I already predicted. Not because I wasn't sure about my feelings for you, but for the reason I am too in love with you. I was really hoping that you wouldn't let me go, that you would stop me from leaving, that you would suddenly fall for me too, and finally choose me. I never knew that I would fall for you this hard, that I started to believe that there was some red thread that connected us, that somehow I was fated to be with you. But loving you was a rainbow before the storm for you have made me feel warmth of live before making me experience the harshness of reality. It pains me to the core, yet I know i will need to let you go, too. Perhaps our goodbyes is something I will never forget, alongside my love for you, that will never vanish. They say that true love will set you free, and i set you free
The rose petals in my journals have dried into shades of brown and your photographs in my drawers haven't tasted air for years now. They keep growing in dust and I in melancholy.
Your photographs are polaroids of memories I am too afraid to open too afraid to name love. Smiles have been fading and my wounds now ache in love and whisper your name every time they bleed. They have grown sour to all the memories that rot inside, It stinks like a reminder of not being enough.
The mirror on the wall is old and I sit staring at it in long breaths and cold hands.
Nose too big- Check Lips too chapped- Check Eyes not pretty enough- Check The heart is too broken - Check No self-love - Check
I keep whispering it like an LKG rhyme again and again for I carry too much hate for me and too much love for him. I remember things I shouldn't and love people I don't want to. Oh, but do they love me back? They don't, they never did.