You know that pain in your heart that feels like the world is falling on you? When your chest starts to hurt, when your heart pounds, but not for love.It was just that sentence, just those seven words, "My sister is going out with him." And with that, I vanish from this world in deep consternation.
It's a pain you beseech for its goodbye. For it to disappear and let your tears dry off. A lavish pain that is stuck there like the pages of a tight bound book.
After the news I stand up, grab my stuff and I just walk with a haughty attitude, although right there, deep down, I am handcuffed with the needle of sadness that is stabbed right through my heart.
I sit on the back seat so nobody would notice and look into the deep blue sky, pondering what could of been a happy ending, for me, but as I wake up from that ridiculous dream and started to face the ugly truth. Tears run down like a river and I put my bag on the floor. I lay prostate on the rough seat at the end of the bus, and I sob knowing that this pain I felt was for a farewell love.
Where did ya get the idea to put"pages of a tight bound book", 'cause I'm pretty sure I use that a lot.
ReplyDeleteStill, its a nice story, but I don't really get why this pain "you" felt for farewell love, what farewell love???
I'm guessing that your sisters the same age and stole the guy you like...in the story of course.
Rest of it was nice! (I like the pic)
Yeah I got it from you, sorry!!!!
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