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Kneeling before the stone which now represents you.
I regretted not letting those feelings reach you.
They are now nothing but words of the past.
But these words are the words of the heart, of my heart,
which were swallowed up by the darkness and ended up in fragments of regret.
Everytime i close my eyes,
I see the image of you who would be smiling at me.
I would wake to the start of a new day with a familiar wet streak on my face.
My grief has not once afforded me sleep.

In the picture of the present,
the only thing that does not show is the image of you.
You, who have taught me to love again,
now abandon me in this falling apart world.
But i could never hate you for that.
The scars on my wrist accumulate, but the pain long forgotten.
Saying, " I want to be loved but you don't seem to love me" to others,
I noticed its fine either way because that person is not you.
Although all that this overwhelming sadness does is fall deeper in the end,
i wish for my memories to be broken into pieces as I repeatedly tried to go back to that day.
The scars remain, just like the fragments of you,
which are engraved deep into my memories.

The grief of my feelings not being able to reach you is stored within this last letter,
which i was unable to give you.
As sad as it is, you did not allow me to follow you.
So, i'll have to set aside all my emotions as i take a step closer to the beast within.
Because I know, we'll meet again like that day.
And i'll be able to tell you, once and for all,
" I love you ".

The loneliness, the you of the past

My grief, the far away feelings

My guilt, i was not strong enough.

My heart, my unchanging love for you.

Just like the rain,

i stood there watching as you fell

it must have been raining

I didn't know if it was the tears.

I would always be ready to welcome morning

Because i am not spared,

Whenever I close my eyes,

Those words are meaningless

The emotions, disappear.

The tears, rendered useless.

The love, fading.

The world, falling apart.

The feelings, conveyed in paper.

Your presence, how should i give it to you?

Your smile, i'll see it again.

My words, I love you.

-Courtesy of FriendA.