Beautiful, so beautiful...
When she first uttered those words"i love yhu"
There were beautiful. So beautiful t blended with the atmosphere and her eyes lit up, like an anime character.
So beautiful t made the cherry blossoms, look like an unpainted canvas.
But those were very beautiful lies.
Those very words, were the genesis of lies.

I'm no genius.
But i know, that loving yhu.
Wasn't supposed to hurt.

Lean heavier... Let me be yhur stepping stong to yhur elavated height.
But please, if yhu get to the top.
Do not forget me.

Ever since yhu left...
Silence has become my home!

I'm stranded, in my own thoughts...
My tears has become sweet.
Somebody,
Anybody.
Please... I'm stretching my hands out now.
I'm tired of keeping t on the inside.
Help me!!

Now that I've fought for yhur heart,
And actually won t....
What's next??

I'm a bit confused...
I thought i had gotten out.
I thought i ran away, but then...
How did i end up back here, in yhur arms??
I keep finding myself back here, with yhu.

The only thing....
Standing in between dreams and reality.
Is yhu...

She skillfully watched as her happiness danced away.
And slowly as she found comfort in despair.
For hope was now a distant memory.

They said, that water z colorless.
So if the tears were the water of the heart.
Then why was her own red...

They say true love never dies...
But please explain to me, why she's trying to become a necromancer.

He said he'd stay with her forever.
But he left...
Her hope left her in despair.
If there was any color or thing darker than black.
Then that's where her heart would be placed.
She's in a league of her own, yet with a shattered heart, she still loves.

Knock, knock!!
Love does not live here anymore... Pain just moved in.
Agony z now the next door neighbors.
The despair calls out to the little ray of hope, found none left.
Anger became a companion.
The tears became sweet. And even sweeter the more i thought about t.
Knock, knock!
Who's there??
Nothingness.

How can i be standing here with yhu, and be lonely...

Cold hands, sweats flying over, touching the bed, struggling with the lack of air, and with the absolute want for yhu to let me go. I mean, i should have seen this coming...
But one's never prepared for something like this, yhu stained the sheets, with the struggles yhu put on, just so yhu could put t in. Yhu turned taciturn to my pleas and tears, yhu took me over, and over again. Till t wasn't a tease, why?? Z what i kept asking in my mind. I really wanted to tell someone, but who'd believe me??
*#****

So, at first real glance i took at yhu. Yhur words were sincere, backed with the unwavering flow of yhur eyes. I believed in yhu, and yhur every word.
Now, yhu look like the spitting image of the new found lies yhu tell, to keep this life going.
And even Now, yhu sound like a broken stereo, looping the same un-lyrical bad song, too sad for ears to absorb.
Tz a shame really... Cause in the end, yhu will still end up with yhurself.

Sacrifices are like boomerangs, if it won't get back to yhu.then it is a wasted investment, why should it be one sided, although i don't think it was written anywhere that it should be reciprocated.
But if the boomerang won't come back.
What's it use then??

People change, or they don't.
Truth z, everyone wants to change, but the ones who have witnessed yhu previously, still carries that old yhu in mind.
So when yhu try to change, their image of yhu stays the same.
People want to change, strangely enough, other people can't allow that change. Cause in their hearts, yhu will always be who they picture yhu to be.

Roses are red, or are they?
The only red visible are the blood stains on her cheeks and the droplets off her nostrils...
Violets?? The only ones i see are the bruises on her left eye, cause yhu always use yhur right.
But still yet, each night she basks in the awe of yhu,
Unable to escape this loop.
She loves yhu regardless...

So... My thoughts of yhu, are still real and firm, but now the moments we shared together has almost become a distant memory, dementia z surely catching up on the kisses we shared.
All the hugs of comfort
They are now minor fort.
My feelings about yhu are just lingering with no where for them to rest or lay on.
I want to say i miss yhu. But even that has no completion.

If wishes were horses, than i hope yhu ride and never come back, move away and never turn back. If wishes were horses I'll ride to the land where there z no yhu, and catch a flu. If wishes were horses, i hope yhu ride to yhur own doom. I hope yhu get neglected like yhu did me and scatter like a bunch of broom, if wishes were horse i hope yhu never get to ride! If wishes were horses i should ride away from yhu and everything yhu stand for. If wishes were horse I'd wish for yhu to meet someone who will treat yhu the exact same way yhu did me, and drench yhu in an unending agony, so yhu can know nothingness. If wishes were horses I'll ride into the past and take yhur ability to wish! If wishes were horse I'd hope yhu ride, turn and twitch! If wishes were horses, i pray yhu ride out of yhur happiness and bump into this pain yhu left behind while taking this route... If wishes were horses i hope yhu ride into the wish that'll undo the wish i made, for yhu to be mine. If wishes were horse I'd like to make an empty wish and just let the horse roam free! And because of yhu... If wishes were horses...
   I'll **** my horse! So i may never ride again, or wish! Cause anything right now, z better than yhu!