As I am writing this all I can see before me is your tear-stained eyes.
Once again you are standing face to face with death, bidding goodbye to another piece of your heart.
I am standing next to you watching your heart bleed, creating a pool of red beneath your feet. I may not know yet what losing a part of yourself feels like but when I see you crumbling into the floor and drown within your own skin I know the stinging pain I feel in my heart is no less than that.
I don't know what to say now because no combination of words will be able to fill the void within you that has been left permanently.
But still, I'll come to you, collecting my remaining warmth I will hold onto your cold hands, firmly. I will be strong for you. So cry all your heart wants, scream, fight and let go of the pain you are carrying around with you. Grow free from the burden tied to your chest. Take all the time you need, until then I'll stay still next to you holding onto your hands tightly. But promise me you will come back to me, because you see I'm too selfish, and because you are way too precious for me to lose.
© Wallflower
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Diary of an Introvert
AcakDiary of an Introvert is a collection of my thoughts that I have jotted down in different phases of my life. Thoughts that were too much for me to spill in front of others at the same time too much to hold within myself. Thoughts that I have died...
