It wasn’t supposed to be our last day and we both knew it. It was supposed to be another day with you. Another coffee date with you. Another day of playing video games with you. Another day of baking your favorite cookies. Another day of taking cute photos of you. It wasn’t supposed to be our last day. It was supposed to be our day.
Is it possible to love someone for a very long time and break his heart in just a minute? Because for you, it was too possible that I wanted it to be just a nightmare. I’m not even sure if it was words that came out from your mouth or daggers because it pierced right through me. I bled. And I am still bleeding.
I wanted to ask you why but your eyes had so much questions and there I knew, it wasn’t just me who feels so confused and mixed up. I know you are hurting too because you couldn’t look at me straight in the eyes. But I had to respect it. I had to respect your decision. I had ro respect what was going on in your mind. I had to respect the fact that you needed more time. You needed more rest. I had to respect you.
It wasn’t supposed to be our last day.
And it wasn’t supposed to be the last day that I’d see your smile.
That fucking precious smile.
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Movie title: Petal Dance (2013)