Wednesday 6 October 2010 photo 2/2
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Jag gräver bland mina grejjer och hittar massa gammalt
I stood as the wind ruffled my hair, silently watching as she walked away from me. I wished that she would turn around, it would take just a second. And then she could see the tears rolling down my cheeks, the sorrow in my eyes.
The clouds rumbles heavily above my head, grey as only thunderclouds can be. It's hard to think that just a few moments ago I was bathing in the sunshine she radiates.
It's amazing how fast my whole world changed. Amazingly scary. This is the day my best friend walks away from me,this is the day my heart got ripped out of my chest.
And it hurt, it hurt so much. My heart was breaking so loud she had to hear it, I could feel it shattering.
She used me, she used me to feel loved and wanted. And I can't even bring myself to disliking her... My love somehow cushions the hurt, and still I feel it's every impact.
just a few minutes ago she had made me whole, for the fraction of time she was mine. I loved and adored her, but I weren't good enough. I failed, and all I see now is the thunderstorm above me. I know my sun is just behind that hill, but I'll never see her again.
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