Part 2.

The cracking smile on her face, faded as he lifted her hands away. Propagating a gap between them, granting the cold air a territory,
to crawl among the spaces.
There was an interval silence before she broke it.
"Would it hurt you if I chose something beautiful?".
Deep down, she truly wished that it wouldn't.
She then profoundly started studying him who was strenuously absorbed into fathomless thoughts.
Another deadly silence filled in the room.
To her great misery, he murmured, "I don't know."
Along with a vulnerable gaze and a despairing smile, she let the words escape, "Tell me the truth then, will you?"
He raised his eyebrows, "should I?"
She nodded, as she barely knew that he was slightly nervous,
"This," he paused, "thing between us, I don't want it anymore."
She was in a dazed, having a hard time to conceive his sentence and approbate the bitter fact that he quit loving her.

Evenoer

Our feelings, bloomed
to be doomed
The petals of our hopes fell over the leaves of our egos
You said fond memories wouldn't fade easily, remember?
You never told me that your love would...

"I'm being selfish anyway"

"So am I"

"I conciously know it, but will keep asking.
Will you change your mind?"

"My mind  keeps changing"

...

Generating noises and worries
In a moment of recess while restless

There, heaves in sight of a wish
to have some sort of magic
spells to make your pain and sufferings vanish

The room was dim, with a little spark of shady blue
Though she could sense the catastrophe prying, she laid herself down there, dully
Her inclination of the prejudice
Left her, drained
Foreseeing a vast ultimate chaos
To an undeniable disastrous end


The night had been too long.

Oh look!
Winter eyes with a spring gaze
a candy smile that beguiles
Grant me an autumn hug with summer touch
And lock me up in a love hutch

If anything, your lies and promises used to and still be my favorite reminiscences...
Yet, my remorse, darling?
Was yearning for your fictitious love...
Giving you a happified privilege to watch me angsting and dying for nothing...


Evenoer

Of a new white Chrysanthemum emerges
The Cyclamen accosts
As the Fir cauterizes the Fern
the Petunia is haunting them


-evenoer-

How do I convince you, Rose?
Even with that broken soul of yours, sleepless nights you had on thousand nightfalls, heart that had been shorn into pieces, tears that had been dried out on your cheeks, hopes that had been shattered on your nous, you still glisten, far too dazzle. -evenoer-

"Where do you want to go?"

"Far, far away..."

"It doesn't seem right."

"Never it did"

"Was that supposed to hurt? The constant disappointment."

"..."

"Your mind is in a dark place and you let them win, don't you?"

"..."

"You can't keep it all inside. You're torturing yourself."

"I always end up getting into this situation."

"Stop doing a damage to your ownself."

"You have no idea what I've been through, do you?"

Blissfully unaware
Under my spells
Your demon played along with my devil,
dancing magnificently in my magic storm
As in silenced mantra, I jubilantly celebrated your inchoate fall
Oh dear...

The hope folded her shadow
diffusing a hollow victory
eradicating her dignity to only embrace vulnerability

oh dear...

clued up through the whole absurdity,
She laughed
bitterly
numbly

...