Believe In Dreams.

Now that's ironic...

I feel like I had betrayed me. The sun went down. I was too little, too late. I deserved it. I still couldn't figure out what the fuck went wrong. I was too full of myself. Complacency led me to my downfall without me noticing it...How stupid of me to have done this!

Somehow I couldn't cry...Was this supposed to be a sign?

Reality startled me by its natural brutality. It smashed my heart, the same painful way as it raped my soul. Engulfed by confusion and disbelief, I still feel numb. Why?

Precious Pearls.

There is nothing in this world can stand between him and I. Let the strongest current crash through us. Let the sharpest knife slice us. Let the worst storm and lightning split us. Let the heaviest rain fall upon us...We will walk through life with our hands wrapped around each other, around the words we had promised to each other ages ago...

I will never change a thing on you. I love you for the way you are and for who you have been all along. I love you. You're no longer in my heart, cus you have become my beating heart. Pumping blood through my dried veins is what you do best, besides breathing in life into my lost soul. You caught me by surprise and I was glad I approached your warm embrace.

The next few years will be hard. Nobody said that life would be easy. However, it doesn't matter how tough the challenges may be cus this time, I got you by my side. I got you to hold onto. I got you to depend on. I got you to turn to. I got you to grab. I got you...

Hit The Floor.

I looked above me and saw the blue sky. Something was amissed however. Where was my Sun? I felt the cold wind blowing through my hair, carressing my skin. But no light was seen. I thought it was fine. Initially...

Sometimes I thought my day could be fine without a single glimpse of sunshine. But that didn't mean I gotta hide. I wasn't expecting perfection. I knew long ago that shit couldn't exist in reality. Except for fairy tales of course. Where the mother fucking god-mothers popped out of nowhere to save the damsel in distress, rather than the Prince Charming to do his duty.

I tried my best to hold my chin up high. But people like you love to drag me down. I could never understand the purpose of your existence. Was it to make my life worthwhile or miserable?

I kept telling myself that I would not die. Day and night, I lived by that prayer. However, lately, it appeared as if I had been praying to a false god. Why? Things weren't like this. So why now? ):