You doubting my given love, is a hollow scene filled with blanks, sadness and regrets. This habitually startles my insides. Bit by bit, I feel myself being eaten by darkness. Shaken by your corrupted thoughts, I still wonder why do I have to be alone.
But you see, nothing is permanent in this world. The wound heals and the darkness expires. In just a matter of days or weeks, the feeling goes on forgotten and everything turns to normal again.
Perceiving it for the hundredth time, now, I figure. I’ll let darkness flourish on me placidly. I know what I did, I know what I gave and I know how I did it, like it’s in the back of my head.
All the throes I faced before you, are now hollowed scars. And the traumas that still haunt me up until this very hour, are prerequisites of my strength and wisdom.
If you doubt it with all of your heart, then maybe you’re looking right through me. Or worse, maybe you’re not looking at all.
Here I am conceding, I’m never impeccable as it always seems. But if there’s such a steadfast love for someone then I know it’s my love for you.
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