--It hurts..--

" Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and, it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." ~Neil Gaiman~


So, close one minute..
Yet, so far the next..
It's always the same isn't it?
Hiding in deserts.
The mirage is you.
For a moment you are there..
The next, you're gone again.
Predictable!
But, why do you do this?
Time,..
After,...
Time.
When, are you going to wake up?
Years from now..?
It'll be too late then.
I can't wait forever.
Who can?
And, isn't it funny...
How those who hurt us..
Seem to get a kinder thought..
Than those, who shower us with love.
I find that strange, don't you?
Sunlight still keeps me warm..
Even though you are making me feel cold.
You can try and, hurt me.
And, I think you know when you do.
But, why me?
What did I do to you?
Don't worry..
I won't bother you with my thoughts again.
But, some things must be said.
It's a shame;
When, people don't have the guts to be straight with you.
Well, sweetheart, I'm tired of games.
Unless, you will be the 'real' you, when you talk to me.
Don't bother, uttering, anything in my direction!
Thanks again,
SAYONARRA!