It was a nice summer's evening. Taking a stroll with my dearest friend.
Laughing and remembering the days.
Back when we were the three muskateers.
Before the world unleashed our greatest fears.
He held his breath allowing the memories to invade.
I swallowed the lump in my throat as the tears threatened.
"Where did we go wrong with her", He whispered.  "Where!", His voice broke.
I Held his hand and laid us down.
The grass overwhelming us as it wrapped itself around us. I turned to look at him, his lifeless hazel eyes showed nothing but a dark pit of pain. "Where did we go wrong Rea? Her lifeless body is burned in my memory, the sounds have stained my ears, Why am I still here, why are we still here?", He cried.
I fondled with my hair and cried, "I don't know what we did wrong. I don't even know why we're still here", my voice broke.

The truth is I never loved you the way you loved me...
It just happened that I cared more. But its okay go ahead and break my heart.
I honestly wouldn't have had it either way.

Round 1:
MIND " You can't be doing this to me again. Falling for another person, a person who's not worth it. You may think the heart has healed but I swear every inch of this Body Hasn't, I'm tired of these tears of the cries really its ******* me over, I don't have the strength to numb your heart once you decide to do this again, for once follow me, please"

THE HEART
" No matter what happens if you follow the mind you'll be hurting knowing they aren't yours and they could never be"

Round 2:
Mind: "Allow me to remind you of what last happened. At night you cried yourself to sleep or drugged yourself. You woke up and your surroundings were dark. You slacked off your studies and resorted to drink your **** away. Remember when mummy first caught you? Remember the look of pain and fear that she gave you? You became what haunted her most nights."

Heart: "I'm sorry. I'm hurting you but what can I do? If I push these emotions away then I'm just hurting you more. I don't know what you want me to do"

Round 3
Mind: "I'm done fighting. What the heart wants is what it gets. I'm tired and still in shock from the last event. What makes you so sure we'll survive the next one?"

Heart: " Life consists of pain. Can we just enjoy the sweet moment before they turn sour?"

Conclusion:...

I saw him drowning in tears,
Crying out that his fears exist.
Curled up in a corner rocking himself back and forth.

"What did she do to you", I frowned.

'She broke my heart and still I Love her. Does that make me weird? My heart aches for her, My body cries to hold her in my arms, to do something or watch her smile. I miss her green blue eyes that would pierce through me. I miss her exceptional smile and the sound of her laugh. She's a monster, A very Beautiful monster. I need her. She's the cause of all this pain. I can't seem to forget her, I want to hate her but the more I try the more I fall in love with her'

He stops and starts rocking himself back and forth singing.
"Twinkle twinkle little star"
"How I wonder what you are"
"up above the world so high"
"She made me fall from cloud nine".

Another friend lost to an asylum.
When Am I next?

I don't care if I'm falling.
I don't care If I'm drowning.
I don't care if all the pain in the world resides in me...
As long as I have you I don't care.

Truth is ever since you left I've never been more broken.
I've never been so lost.
I swear I can't smile anymore.

Its my fault right?
I begged to feel something to mourn over all the people I lost this year.
All the people that broke me this year. I begged the tears to come out but they didn't listen.
So in the process I lost you the following day.
The tears refuse to stop.
My heart refuses to break.
Each day I swear I hear it crack.

Its my fault...
I miss you.
Please come back.
Please.
RIP

Freedom Of Speech..
The right to live...
The right to love...
The right to something far much greater than happiness because we're all human we deserve that.

But how do we grant that if we are judgmental?
When we perceive those who don't think like us to be  mental?

Freedom. Does it exist?
When she isn't allowed to love her because it is a sin?
When he cannot hold him because it is disgusting?
Where's the freedom in that when they aren't allowed to to love in peace?

Where is it?!
Where is it when she's pressured into self harm?
When he is hated for being dyslexic.
When we're caged in a cell to please them, left in a dark corner to die praying to God hoping for the best when they **** our heads saying we're the worst imperfection.
Just because I got a little OCD?
Just because we see the world differently?

Freedom to choose any religion.
So he follows that trusting in Allah but gets daggers and guns pointed to him simply because he believes in another god.

Where's the freedom in that?
Right to Freedom...
Now that's just an oxymoron.