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"The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you.."
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you.."
-Lifehouse.
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A broken heart. A shattered soul. A vulnerable cry. A screaming silence. An incomplete man..
The ground beneath him shook as he was hit by the harshest "reality" ever. He could still hear his heart beating, but were they heartbeats..?? His life seemed almost a beautiful lie as the only truth of his life suddenly broke.
He was waiting. Waiting for a new life to embrace him with his open arms. He was flying in a a heaven of unattached happiness and joys which were waiting for him to come..make it his..forever and ever.
He had never imagined his life would turn upside down. He never expected his deserted heart would find a drop of water, which would drench him, drown him, make him wet, in an ocean of love.
His ocean. His own ocean. It was going to be his. Forever. He was drowned, deep; so deep that he could only go deeper..
He was drowning. Deeper, deeper and deeper...until..the depth became too much..
"Was I holding onto it too much? Was it turning into a suffocation? Was I loving her too much...??
She could have told me! She could have asked me to not to hold too tight! She could have scolded me! She could have gotten angry on me! She could have just ASKED ME! I would have let her go..for her..DID SHE EVER LOVE ME?! Sometimes you hold things so tight, they slip out of your hands.."
His ocean seemed to get dried away. It was drying away. Slowly. Painfully slowly. The drops were dripping almost as the way it was being filled. Till the last drop remained..and it was all gone. Empty.
It became a desert again. Where cracks were only visible. The only life there was thorns. It was better this way. Atleast thorns would never betray and hurt.
"Why did you do this?! Why you left me?! Was my love not enough? Was it me? What was it?! Why did you leave me? WHY?! Was it all a ploy really?! Was it just your plan? Was it just a way to take revenge?! Was it only money?! Did you never ever even for a second LOVE me?! NEVER?! WHY?? WHY?!!!!"
The cracks seem to be opening up. The wounds making their way out. The screams and the silence. Was it any difference? The scars of the wounded love. The cries and the hurt. The long lost love. The love for which he was lost. The only loss which won him..
"I still see you. In every phase. In every reflection. In every part. Of me. I still feel you, everywhere, in me. I still find you, in those laughs and smiles. Those tears and cries. Those touches and caresses. Those longing arms. Those seeking eyes. I still feel you. I still hear you. I still call you. I still cry for you. I still smile for you. I still laugh for you. I still long..for you.."
I DON'T LOVE YOU. I DON'T WANNA SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN. I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I HATE YOU THAT I LOVE...
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I don't know how I wrote this. I still feel numb..
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