A message to the public who will soon read this: This is my very first post. so this is just maybe part or intro or something on a short story I'm making. But since I don't know what this is yet I'm just gonna make this the part 1. Hope you like it. Oh and please remember that all this is fictional (well maybe some of it is true) but most of it is fictional.
Dedicated to those who felt this way
On the first time I saw you. I looked at you as just a friend. A friend whom I helped and helped me back. Then you told me about your boyfriend. Yes I was okay with it because I only considered you as just a friend back then though it did gave me a bit of a shock when you told me. But as then, throughout our time together I began to love you more and more. But as always I was always too late. Oh why is that fate cursed to meet you too late?! Oh why?! WHY?! After realizing that we can we never be. I started to lose hope. Whenever I picture your hair flowing with the gentle breeze, whenever I imagine your beautiful bright eyes my depression takes me deep where insanity reigns. As if I had regained my sanity from last time. But unfortunately my depression takes me deeper and deeper where freedom is gained only through death. So now as I prepare to hang up my life. I imagine you with him. That big smile that you always had on your face when you're together really makes me happy but at the same time sad. When I finally feel my mind grow numb I close my eyes and the last sane Image that I saw was when we first met....
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