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Desirous
Chapter 4
"Time goes by, life goes on, and all I can think of is why you're gone."
- Anonymous
He sighed as he kept the small baby down. 'He's asleep at last.' He smiled before he kissed his forehead and switched off the light, closing the door.
He went to his room and sat on the bed. When he was alone, he couldn't help but think about...her. This entire place and everything in it had some memory of..her. Even her name gave his heart so much pain that he decided to never take her name again.
He opened the drawer and saw the stacks of multi coloured papers. He opened one and read it.
"And if you're feeling scared remember the times we've had. You know it meant everything to me."
Gathering more courage he opened the next one.
"I want you, all of you. Your mistakes, your imperfections, your flaws. Everything. As long as it is you. I don't mind anything else."
And the next.
"I love you for all that you are,all that you have been and all that you're yet to be."
"Just remember, even if dark times come and you're alone. I'm always there for you. If not beside you, close your eyes. I'm in your heart."
"To love you was like loving the storm, I never came out the same but I haven't felt this stronger or better before."
"There are so many people who call me by my name but it's only your voice that can make it sound beautiful."
Soon the whole floor was lying in papers, small multicoloured different shaped papers.
He remembered the memory behind them. When everything was fine. He always woke up and found one quote under his pillow everyday. She used to keep them there.
"To tell you how much I love you. Each and everyday. So that even when we grow old, you'll always remember that I've always loved you."
"NO. NO. GO AWAY!!" he screamed as her face filled his mind.
"Go away please." He begged before he collapsed on the ground. His heart burning with pain as flames of love ignited there, his eyes crying out tears as his blood pumped faster.
"You mean nothing to me." He said, his eyes boring with fury as he took the matchstick and threw it on the floor. Burning all the thousand love messages.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
Loving someone hurts. What hurts more is when you don't have anyone to support you. No one to share you feelings with, no one to understand you and no one to bother. When you make that person your everything and suddenly everything changes.
When the one whom you loved the most is the one who shatters you completely, so badly, how do you get up? How do you piece yourself together when you've been ripped away once more? When your each piece lies broken and shattered?
It pains and it pains a lot. So much, that it's undefinable.
"You don't matter. You don't. I...I don't love you. I DON'T.." He talked to himself more as he tried to overcome the sudden body changes.
He didn't know when it happened but it happened fast, before he knew anything else. He drifted off as unconsciousness overtook him.
You can cry,you can scream, you can feel that hole in your chest, you can feel the pain. You can feel the tears as they fall on you cheeks, you can feel the numbness, you can feel the fear but the only thing you can't do is escape.
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