Maybe I'm being selfish but, the truth is this time, I want you to be hurt. I want you to drown in my absence and maybe in time, when I can answer the questions that toyed with my thoughts at night; the buts, ifs and maybes, especially the ifs, we can continue whatever the remains may be. Maybe then, we deemed our worth to the universe for it to leave us alone. I'm sorry, I can't help but blame the universe. I blame the fates and all the other divine interventions who don't believe in Happily Ever Afters. I blame our society for judging us. Using words I would never like to re-call. They mold me to believe in fairy tales and when I actually lived in one? They closed the book and tore up the last page.
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