I kiss her one last time.
You stupid girl..
Did you really think I gave a shit about something so trivial and part of a world we’ve lost forever?
What the fuck am I supposed to do now?
Up until this, everything has been for you and I can’t remember taking a breath that wasn’t destined to carry your name on it.
But now.
You leave me here with nothing but one last kiss and a promise to take with me. I don’t think I have ever felt anything so heavy, yet somehow out of the depths of myself comes a burdened strength.
It’s not something to be proud of.
It comes from a true weakness to do the right thing.
Instead of being strong where it counts.
Instead of shedding the things that slow me down.
I dig deep, and I load my back until it almost breaks.
I tell myself all the time that I carry this because it’s a reminder of what we fight for.
A hope of a world where we might be able to keep our promises again.
That if I break it, I burn everything and anything she ever meant to me.
The truth?
The truth is…
I’m not strong enough to do what I should have.
Burry it with her.
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