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You Broke Me - Blog Posts
So you left me
I realised late
Ah! That was always my fate
I know I ignored you first
But what you did was worst
“i realize now, that loving him was neither beautiful nor poetic; it was knowingly walking through hell every day and losing myself there.”
- a.m. {trying to love someone who is too broken to be fixed}
I am glad that I met you.
Or else I would've never met myself.
And I am glad that you left me.
So now I know that being by myself is not so bad.
Sure, I was broken into tiny pieces when you stopped holding hands.
Sure, I did cry myself to sleep whenever I thought of your cold eyes.
I bared my soul and you gripped it a little too tight.
Now I lay broken, and like the blood in my veins, I flow through your cold fingers.
Drip by drip I fall onto the floor, a puddle of dreams and uncherished love.
But somewhere along the way, the red started to turn black.
And somewhere along the way, my tears started to form stars.
The tired sighs that fell from my lips have turned to swirls of white and gold.
The day you broke me, I fell.
I fell a human, and landed a galaxy.
I can still feel the pain of your touches.
But on those days, I burn a little more brighter.
I may have been broken once, but I gathered the pieces and here I stand.
A galaxy amidst the vast, cold emptiness that's you.
A galaxy that you can never touch without burning yourself too.
• [I have scars but the most painful ones are fresh and in my heart.] •
They can’t be seen and hiding the pain hurts even more.
I loved you, I always will,
and that’s the problem
because the sad reality is
that I’ll love you way more
than I will ever love myself..
MSI
<If Only>
Please don’t tell her the same things you used to tell me. I hope I was at least that special to you.
(via come-bak)