Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Choices

So that is how it feels like... to hear the person you love weep over the man he had replaced you with. 

Like unsharpened knives cutting your heart open, its dull edges prolonging the process inflicting more pain and suffering.

Blood gushes each passing moment, every sob takes the blade deeper.

You stay and endure the ache
just so his heart and soul wouldn't break

His tears eventually lulls him to sleep
and you, you my friend, will be nothing more but a mere sponge who willingly absorbed his burden out of sheer stupidity.


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