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LOVE
'That's it. It is over!!'
His words stung me like a million needles stabbing me in my heart. Shattered, broken, lost at words, I slowly drag my body which feels like a million ton. Picking up the pieces of my shattered heart I walk home. Piece by piece, my heart broke into millions of smashed glass. Drop by drop of tears came flowing down my face.
His words were poison, killing me instantly. Like a zombie. a living body but DEAD soul. HE took my heart away and he is the one who broke it. The world ended in front of me when he said that our relation is over. Kaput. Wrecked. OVER.
I wish this is a dream that I can just wake up from this horrible dream but. I can't. It is not a dream. It is real. I have been dumped by the guy who took my first kiss, my virginity, my heart, my soul, my career, my life.
I have to put up a brave face in front of my friends even when I was hurting and dying.
DEATH. Death seems to be the right thing to do. Death is the easy way out. I am very tired trying to be strong when I am just a helpless baby inside. Death is for weaklings and I am a weakling. I was never strong. When my father died, nobody ever saw me cry in public, but every time I was under the warm shower, tears came flowing down. Shedding tears under the thin blankets and waking up with thick swollen eyes.
I can't cry in front of people, they will think I am a weakling. I have so many responsibilities and duties. My mother needs me. I am the only living relation to her. But he hurt me too much. He the guy whom I thought I was going to be with for the rest of the years. Why? Why? Was the question I asked him. HE said that we were never meant to be, that we were not accepted by people outside. He was scared of his multi-millionaire father disowning him. Money. Is it that important? I am poor yet when I am with him I am happy, like I have finally had a home. A home where I can be welcomed by smiling faces and LOVE.
LOVE.. It is medicine and poison at the same time. There is no wrong or right. There is only selfishness and LOVE for those who believe. I lost my love and I am mentally dead. Why shouldn't I just complete the ritual? My body. Let it reunited with my dead soul.
There I decided there is no place for me in this world. Sorry my mother, that I am very disrespectful that I am going to leave this place earlier than you. Mother, I love you and I hope I can repay you in the future when I am reborn. Dad, I am sorry that I am leaving mother alone in this place full of hatred. Sorry, I cannot fulfill my promise that you asked me at your death-bed.
I am NOT a man of my words. I am a downright stupid, good for nothing and lovesick man. In front of me is the poison that Love has not managed to be, a picture of him and I together at our first anniversary. We were so happy that time. I was the happiest man when he told me that he liked me too. That my love had been returned and I was no longer alone. That I have a sanctuary for me to hide from the awful world.
YOU. You destroyed my life and I will make you regret. By dying, I will be able to craft my name onto your heart. So that you will regret.
I take the poison and see my world turn round and round and finally darkness fell upon me. I, Sakuragi Hanamichi the tensai who commit suicide because of love. A cursed love. A cursed life.
LOVE
'That's it. It is over!!'
His words stung me like a million needles stabbing me in my heart. Shattered, broken, lost at words, I slowly drag my body which feels like a million ton. Picking up the pieces of my shattered heart I walk home. Piece by piece, my heart broke into millions of smashed glass. Drop by drop of tears came flowing down my face.
His words were poison, killing me instantly. Like a zombie. a living body but DEAD soul. HE took my heart away and he is the one who broke it. The world ended in front of me when he said that our relation is over. Kaput. Wrecked. OVER.
I wish this is a dream that I can just wake up from this horrible dream but. I can't. It is not a dream. It is real. I have been dumped by the guy who took my first kiss, my virginity, my heart, my soul, my career, my life.
I have to put up a brave face in front of my friends even when I was hurting and dying.
DEATH. Death seems to be the right thing to do. Death is the easy way out. I am very tired trying to be strong when I am just a helpless baby inside. Death is for weaklings and I am a weakling. I was never strong. When my father died, nobody ever saw me cry in public, but every time I was under the warm shower, tears came flowing down. Shedding tears under the thin blankets and waking up with thick swollen eyes.
I can't cry in front of people, they will think I am a weakling. I have so many responsibilities and duties. My mother needs me. I am the only living relation to her. But he hurt me too much. He the guy whom I thought I was going to be with for the rest of the years. Why? Why? Was the question I asked him. HE said that we were never meant to be, that we were not accepted by people outside. He was scared of his multi-millionaire father disowning him. Money. Is it that important? I am poor yet when I am with him I am happy, like I have finally had a home. A home where I can be welcomed by smiling faces and LOVE.
LOVE.. It is medicine and poison at the same time. There is no wrong or right. There is only selfishness and LOVE for those who believe. I lost my love and I am mentally dead. Why shouldn't I just complete the ritual? My body. Let it reunited with my dead soul.
There I decided there is no place for me in this world. Sorry my mother, that I am very disrespectful that I am going to leave this place earlier than you. Mother, I love you and I hope I can repay you in the future when I am reborn. Dad, I am sorry that I am leaving mother alone in this place full of hatred. Sorry, I cannot fulfill my promise that you asked me at your death-bed.
I am NOT a man of my words. I am a downright stupid, good for nothing and lovesick man. In front of me is the poison that Love has not managed to be, a picture of him and I together at our first anniversary. We were so happy that time. I was the happiest man when he told me that he liked me too. That my love had been returned and I was no longer alone. That I have a sanctuary for me to hide from the awful world.
YOU. You destroyed my life and I will make you regret. By dying, I will be able to craft my name onto your heart. So that you will regret.
I take the poison and see my world turn round and round and finally darkness fell upon me. I, Sakuragi Hanamichi the tensai who commit suicide because of love. A cursed love. A cursed life.
