I died.
I was standing on the street in a pouring
rain. I was watching his back until he was gone. For few seconds I hoped he
would look back. Glance for the last time and see how shattered I was. Nothing like
that happened. He was running away from rain. From me.
I died for the second time.
How come a person tells you they love you
in the morning but in the afternoon they need to leave? I have an internal
bleeding. I feel pain in my chest. My heart broke and it aches so much. Somehow
I can breathe. Miracle? No. Just life.
Right now I am standing in the rain feeling
too much.
I started to cry over my deaths. Luckily,
nobody can see my tears. The weather feels my agony so the sky is crying with
me. I am soaking wet. My body is shivering because of the cold. I want to leave
this place but I cannot move. I have nowhere to go anyway.
The world is getting more blurry. Memories
are passing by in my head faster and faster. I wish he could come and save me. I
want to grab my phone and call but I have no-one left. I feel lonely. I am
starting to realize my life is over. My knees bend and I am falling on the
ground. I am choking with my own tears. I can hardly breathe. I am empty. I
don't feel a thing anymore.
I am dead.
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