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"Happier" in Everyday

  • May 1, 2017, 6:10 a.m.
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The first taste of love was bittersweet. There is no greater tragedy than meeting someone, learning to love them, but in the end, you weren’t meant to be together. Words can’t fully express what sorrow one might feel. It was truly heartbreaking.

Now that you are happy… in another’s arms. I can’t bring myself to accept it. Sometimes, I question our memories together. Did you really love me? Was it only a calling for flesh? Were you really looking at my eyes with wonder or with some innate desire?

I hate myself for loving you still. Despite everything, I still love you. Very much. I regret not saying it to you often when we were together. I was afraid to dive into deep waters. But now, I just want to forget about everything. About you. I want to have peace.

I no longer want pain.
I want to be set free.
I want to be happy again.


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