The pain in my heart is excruciating. It felt as though someone is gripping it. Squeezing it over and over again. Without mercy.
My heart stop beating for a couple of seconds. In that split second, the world has come to a stand still.
I took a deep breath. Holding it and exhaling it with all my might. It felt as though life has been sucked out of my very being.
For a brief couple of second, the pain was bearable. Until, it was gripped and ripped apart. Over and over again.
How could you claimed that you loved me. Said that I was special. At the same time tell me that I am but only a friend?
How could you?
How could you?
How could you?
I should have known from your kisses. It wasn’t love.
I should have known from the way you looked at me. No longing, only respect. For a friend.
I should have known from the way my heart felt when I was with you. Happy. But it didn’t skip a beat. Like how it would when I’m ‘in love’.
I should have known from your words. Words that lack passion and the enthusiasm of a man ‘in love’.
There is only one thing left to do. To end this tormenting journey.
You need to leave. I need to wake up from my make-believe.
Only then, I am able to set my heart free. From the tormenting grip.
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