Her Love

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Breathing heavily, biting the nails, and trying to run away from the person I once loved the most while being crazy and now that same craziness is feeling like the worst curse I had had in my life which can't be taken back by any means now.

You know, it looked like a bloodbath that she had just taken and now wants me to join her in this party or she would vent out the anger she has been growing within herself just because the book of life we had decided to write with our love which turned out to be a disaster many years ago.

I pleaded with all the love and respect I had for her so far, yet she has been looking at me being ignorant of this whole world and crawling close to me little by little and trying to corner myself as if she had been thirsty for this moment for an eternity and this is the golden chance to execute that long-cherished desire of her soul.

The forehead kisses I used to love from her, the warmth of her I used to feel while hugging, the verses of love we used to write while staying around to each other is now being fulfilled by the scary craving of her visible in her eyes to pull out my heart from my chest that used to beat for her.

Beep beep beep looks like a jump from 'The Journey To The Death' I have just experienced and started sweating with a world full of confusion to figure out the breaths I am taking right now are from this life of being alive or the life after death which seems very similar in this kinda situation.

She, the worst nightmare I had in my life so far, isn't letting me live or sleep peacefully as these are the incidents that I am facing every today or tomorrow which is making the hell of my life.


I had tried to write this six-sentence story a few weeks ago and now I have found it in my draft while hovering around.

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