I’ve been crazy about the same person before. I tried to stop, I tried to ignore it. I tried to forget, I wanted to forget, I need to forget…and so I did.
But at the end, all I do is keep going back. I’m running back all over again. I’m going crazy and I don’t know what else to do. My mind is about to explode from just thinking. My heart keeps pounding faster and faster every moment. With just a simple thought, my world comes to a halt as if nothing could matter more. Though it’s true. Nothing did matter nor did anything come close from being so important when it came from that special someone.
Their façade appears before me whenever I close my eyes. Staring into each other’s eyes, staring straight at me while giving me those sweet smiles. It only made my heart flutter in weakness. Those soft skin complimented those tender lips that I have wanted to kiss so much.
Out of all that I’ve come across, it was that someone that kept me in a trance. I did occupy myself with others—-right now, I don’t even know if they even were as important to me now than the one I’m standing next to…or perhaps that’s what just happens when you fall too easily. Falling too easily, yet falling out too quickly. Having fallen in love, yet fallen out of love way too quickly just like in a blink of an eye. And perhaps it’s all because I still couldn’t forget. It’s always been the same one who still hovers on my mind and my heart all these times.
There we were standing, nothing but silence—-nothing but the sound of our breathes. Then slowly reaching for the hand, I was quite nervous. It was the very first time I’ve had this kind of contact since we parted. It was still all brand new to me. Deep in an embrace, so tightly. I buried my face into them. I felt the beating of the heart. I can hear the gasp when we made contact. With just a mere touch, I felt it all. I felt everything that I’ve never felt before. I knew…that’s when I knew what they felt. We felt the same about each other. Leaning in for a kiss, hesitant. I understood why. Afterall, I was the cause of the shattering of the heart. Maybe I shouldn’t continue, I shouldn’t be playing with emotions, especially with a fragile heart like this. But in all reality, I was not playing at all. I never did nor did I plan to do so. They were the only one whom I never did that to and I was not planning on doing it in the near future.
…in the end everything I had envisioned was all just a dream.
There she stands alone
Watching as day and night play
The cold rain pours endlessly
Winter’s wrath had withered away
Yet the bitterness was nothing to the pain she feels inside
At the end of the station she waits
Watching as flowers blossomed until its elegant death
She can feel spring’s melody
Yet she still stands
Lifeless, hopeless
Tears slowly escapes from her crystal-blue eyes
Like a river flowing her porcelain face
With a letter in her hand
All the lost times
Memories still carries her through him
The words written has been engraved on her chest
A scar scratched across her heart
“Your husband has been killed in battle…”
She knows he will never come back home
Though she still longs of the day
Never wanting to let go
The day where she wakes up lying beside him
With his sweet kisses and warm embraces
But forever has ended too soon…
