Walking away, she is walking away; she is walking to the point of no return. Many sleepless nights and many troubled days, I cannot feel myself again. The friendship I adored has ran its course. All the promises we made to each other are broken and seem pointless. The smile, singing and dancing all seems as a festering dream as I want be able to experience it no more.
I cannot feel myself, hollow from inside and there is just an idea of me, a walking set of bones and flesh but the real me is intoxicated with pain. There is no real me. I just have become the slave to your love. My heart is there no more, my feelings are there no more and my affection is there no more. There are two parts of me one is angry about the circumstances and the other one is in pain and doesn’t care about the circumstances.
With your memories I spend my nights and my shattered soul is prodding me with the same question again and again, how to live without you? Why should I breath, just tell me the reason, why all the lies, why all the cries, why this love become bitter? What have you done my sweetest friend? The feeling of hurt, pain and sadness is the only thing that’s left. The words you said are killing me every minute.
I have realized that my heart would not get over the fact that you are gone, I have failed in my quest of love but my heart doesn’t process these facts. So I have locked my heart in a safe behind the painting on the wall. I feel sad and hurt; the treasures of love is dwindling, and just want to say no matter how hurt I feel I will love you, no more. I just want to say no matter how tough the situation is I will love you, no more. I just want to say no matter how dark this path may be without you I will love you, no more. No more……