Demoiselle

She has always been there for you. She still is although she’s finally and slowly growing tired of your indifference. You’re the one who’s turning a blind eye on everything. You always choose to look away from all the chances she’s been giving you. In reality, her arms are wide open, ready to accept and understand you for all that you are, all that you were and all that you ever will be.

Strange Season

Finally, it has come to an end. And hopefully, this comes for good.

You will not sulk in the corner, you will work harder day by day to see the look of regret on his face when you meet again.

Yes, you're more beautiful than his standards. That is why he can't keep someone like you.

Silence will be my greatest weapon. Laughter will be my tears after I succeed. For I shall mourn tomorrow when I see myself at the top.

Don't cry over someone who lost you for his selfish ways.

I don't have to wonder. I don't need to know. What ended was meant to meet its end and that's enough knowledge for me.

“And I like it. I like it when he stares at me, because it’s been a long time since I’ve felt beautiful in someone else’s eyes.”

Our eyes meet in the middle, and I hate this moment. I hate it because I’m not finished talking to her, but it’s time for her to go. It’s way too soon

I think love is a hard word to define,” I say to her. “You can love a lot of things about a person but still not love the whole person.

You: "I'm better off alone"

"Do you even know how sad it is to just lose someone and never hear from them anymore? Yeah, you'll be getting that now."

And I know I still believe in that night, when you told me there's not really an end for us. Even though I should not. There's just so much false hopes in it than truths.

Now I have come to learn how to envy the mercenaries, those who assassinate their own selves by turning the dagger to their very heart. If only I have been a lot more stronger, could I have endured more of what there was once?