When I met her, my life had gone into pieces. I’d had a hope. That hope broke my heart. What else could I do but cry? I felt deep down and then was when I met her. So full of life, so different, so free, and so dependant at the same time. And I, suffering and beaten by life, wishing and calling for the end to come...I was really lost.
The blood united the lost hope with the found one. Though I doubted at the very start, I was so injured that my days went on thinking I should never ever again be able to feel something for anyone or anything one more time.
And there she was.
The eyes, always bright, staring at a promising future, the always present smile which managed to bring a sight of sweetness within my sour days. She always came. I never went.
She was able to bring life back to me, to make me wish for seeing the upcoming day, making me desire it to turn into night time. So strong was she, so powerful to me that I felt unable to carry on without her youthful being beside me. And she was yet so fragile.
My soul gets shaken when I recall the caresses she always demanded from me. She was really imperative but in her way, a way that made her desires to appear as the own wishes of mine.
I got desperate when she, her beautiful honeymade eyes, cried those crystal-like tears. And I surrendered at her askings, I gave up, and she had me then.
I felt alive. I felt that I had found the part of my life I had always been denied, so I treasured it. The precious treasure that was given to me. The precious treasure nobody would ever be able to take from me. The Only, the One. My piece of gold.
But she was set apart from me. Injustice, violence, disagreement, war.
Those were the assassins.
A pain as never felt before. And the sense of being trapped into a neverending fall. She was gone.
Lost.
Forever.
And that is why I’m here. Once again, gone into pieces. Become as a remain of what I used to be. Dead to the world, needing for a shelter, someone to come and cover me.
I walk amongst the shades of an eternal night, knowing that there is a complete end of all hope in the days yet to come. A wayfarer who goes towards nowhere. Longing for the shunned love, and finding nothing but a deep silent complete.