I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It resembles a frozen lake whose thin ice is very gradually cracking until the whole thin sheet breaks into a zillion pieces and all that's left is a big, cold hole in the middle. Big, cold hole... Big enough to think it'll never be whole again, cold enough to make one reach his numbest state.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It's like a water balloon that's about to explode. The more water you put into it, the heavier the balloon gets. The heavier it gets, the fuller it becomes. And when it explodes, the balloon bursts into a hundred pieces never to be whole again.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It's like dropping a piece of glass from the 99th floor. When it reaches the ground, you'll never find all of the pieces ever again.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It's like a hundred storey building crumble into pieces. It scares you to look at it but you can't do anything to stop it from doing so.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It feels like committing suicide but ending up alive. barely breathing but still alive. And because you ended up alive, the pain is tripled by the shame it brings.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. It's what you see when you want something within your reach but you really can't. It's what you feel when you have something in your hands that you want oh so badly but you know it will fade away any second from that moment.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. And it feels like breaking any minute from now. Or is it already breaking? Can it still be saved?
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. And I'm looking at the one responsible for it.
I'm looking at a heart that's about to break. And I'm looking at mine. :(
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