.Monday, 8 August 2011 ♫ 07:58 ♫
Her gaze dropped and she quickly turned away. Their argument never seemed to end. Her solid tears flowed out slowly like dew drops in the morning sun.
"Why can't I end his misery?..."
She thoughtfully whispered under her fading breath.
Her normal smile turned to a harsh frown when she saw his wounds.
"Hahaha..I cut myself again.." He would nervously laugh. She worriedly examined his cuts, gently rubbing her delicate fingers over them, as though covering them with her own protection.
She embraced him with her warmth, filling his sorrowful heart with her aching smile. She hid all the pain, looking at his suffering. Secretly, she hoped with all her might, she could somehow end it, without them ending up in argument after argument.
He secretly smiled at how he got her attention. He just wanted, all he wanted was, her attention. Her busy dates, schedule, everything. She hadn't gave him even the slight attention he needed. Ending him up in loneliness and grief, he tried everything just to feel her hug again.
Trying to put all her efforts into improving his life, she didn't care for herself anymore. The only love she knew was caring for only his, disregarding even her own pain and health.
He didn't mean for this to happen. He just wanted her. "I just want her back" he softly murmured.
Her health continued deteriorating and she started crying for no reasons, only to wake up not knowing what had happened. She would complain like a child about voices and images she heard and saw. He began to worry more for her than he ever did.
She saw the knives laid nicely on the kitchen table just before dinner. Her attention focused on those and only them. The world around her seemed hollow and she began to approach the blades.
She grabbed the gleaming silvery steel and held it tightly in her grip. The edges landed roughly on her silky skin and pierced the thin vessels in her hand.
Her attention turned towards him, staring at his helpless body trembling in her sight. He stayed so still.
She swiftly darted the knives at his neck, swallowing not a drop of shame or guilt. Her long lasting pain overtook her righteousness.
To be continued..?
