The winter has passed. The snow melted. Ice became river, flowing through the streams and valleys, going from places to places. Carefree, endless, never-ending. Wandering without a care in the world. Aimlessly it may seems, but it does have the big oceans as its goal. Blue, green, clear, murky, fresh, sea, salty, dark, full of life, shimmering, still, eerie, calm, skinny dip, swimming.
And the spring has come. Life restarts once again. Life becomes alive yet again, every new spring come. Flowers bloom in brilliant colours everywhere. Making this world a better and beautiful place to live in. Young green buds sprouting everywhere, bringing new life at every turn you see.
I have withered. Yes. Literally died off. Ever since I said it. Ever since I gave the truth to you. It died off from your rejection. The heart pierced and shattered into millions of pieces. Blood overflows from the lines. Instead of clear liquid, fresh blood pools of reds cover me. Not even putting them together like jigsaw puzzles, could mend it again. Another abandonment. Another end of story. This short story ended before it could even form a sentence. Promptly erased all previous records, by you single-handedly. Like you just said, uncomfortable.
And my heart is bruised from longing. Attack after one another, wave after wave crashes against the break barrier, eroding away any form of defense, weakening each and every line of cracks. Purple, black, blue, green, yellow, array of ugly brilliance colours appearing on my heart. No matter how much time. It still hurt like a bitch. Pulls the nerve that entwined around me, my soul. Fraying my last control of my senses, my mind. Surviving like a walking dead on the earth, a vampire roaming the dead of the night endlessly, in search of the Bride.
~ M.Y. ~
November 26th 2013
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