mindane: ClaireMy eyes longed to be wiped by nothing but the gentleness of your touch. Ears yearned
mindane: ClaireMy eyes longed to be wiped by nothing but the gentleness of your touch. Ears yearned for your soothing and calming voice, yet all it heard was my heart’s last cry. I let myself be devoured by pain. Hell, was I so insane? It crushed every piece of me: my bones, my insides, my cages, my soul, my heart, myself. And the day I stopped the mixtape still haunts me in my sleep. I never wanted my pillows and bedsheets to get soaking wet. Heck, I didn’t even know my eyes are brimming with tears like a cloud so full that it couldn’t bear with the burden anymore. Darling, the halcyon memories are flashing back in my mind and I can’t help but to smile because these are memories like love songs we’ve sang and poems we’ve shared. I remember our love, so divine, so majestic, so pulchritudinous, yet so tragic and ambiguous. But… not until the day I said the three words that pierced a spear through your heart the moment you heard it. The three words I promised I would never say and break, and those words are I. GAVE. UP. – I gave you up because crying comforted you more than I did. I gave you up because all I was causing you were heartaches and it’s like I am twisting a dagger in your heart. I couldn’t think of what more I could do to your beautiful soul. Your smiles that showed unhappiness were knives to my heart and now, as I say these words like a fragile broken glass, it crushes me every dang time. Because I knew I would only shoot arrows that pierce through every part of you; I wish I could just hurt myself because darling, you are one true gem and nothing can change that. Only a bastard would cause you pain. I am the bastard. – The bastard who made fool of you, who made you feel so worthless, so down, so depressed, so lonely, and believe me when I say, you deserve more. Someone who will be so dearly to you; someone who will make you feel so loved that you would be the love of his life, his world, his universe, his everything. You will be happy. I hope you’ll be happy. I know you will be happy… without me. Remember, darling, you are forever inked in my heart like a carved name on a tree trunk. Because Claire… You never gave me nothing, and I never gave you everything. -- source link