Guilty
Tear Drops: Prologue
A Story by xrockstar2b23x
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Teardrops have fallen; when it comes to your name, everything has changed and nothing will ever be the same.
The past always seems so far, for most of us. It's as if the longer you wait to think about something, the harder it is to remember. No matter how hard you try, it's as if you can't erase the pain that was caused. Secrets are hidden, lies are told…all around you. And to say the truth, you can't exclude yourself from the others, because you two have lied once. But the difference from her lie, the one I kept hidden for god knows, was different then the others that were put into to groups. When people ask me how I feel about her death, I don't know how to answer, what to say and what to leave out. What memories to keep, and what to hide. After I found her, her coldness body hidden underneath the bathroom sink, it seemed as if my voice had just lost its way.
Teardrops have fallen; into the palm of my hand, No one will ever understand. They don't understand about the love I once had, and still to this day I will always feel sad.
I had just finished the words written down in the journal, as I rocked myself back and forth, this wasn't supposed to happen, I wasn't supposed to cry, because men never cry they never hurt, they never care. You never care. I could still hear her voice ringing inside my head, it was spinning on a never ending record player, not able to stop it...Not ever I screamed I yell, I threw stuff but nothing ever seemed to help. No one ever helped. Not me or her.
Teardrops have fallen; and no one seems to care, when you killed yourself, I think it's just no fair!
I'm not perfect, when would she ever understand that, my body fell on the floor, as if the wind had knocked me down, but it was nothing like that, all it was my feet losing balance, like my life. My fist hit the cold hard wooden floor, but it didn't hurt, my heart was what was hurting. She didn't care about me, she even said it herself, but I lay hidden on this floor. I grabbed my notebook, and flipped to a clean page as I scratched in a poem, a poem that explained it all. I kicked the book aside; as I slowly picked myself back up as I dragged myself to the bathroom. I wiped away the fog that had formed on the mirror, and stared at the reflection in the mirror, I hated it, because she hated it. If that was a reason to.
Teardrops have fallen; down onto my face, it's just a bad dream, and I feel like I'm running towards you like it's some kind of race. But then you slowly begin to fade away; I get down on my knees and beg for you to stay.
I back up until I couldn't no more, why wouldn't she see the person that she's made me, because she took the easy way, and left me broken, I was the person who had suffered the most, but I still loved her.
Teardrops have fallen; because I have to say goodbye, I will always and forever wonder why? Tear drops have fallen; because pictures and letters is all I got, I would rather have you but that I do not..
