It was so hard for me, while still loving you and knowing that you love me. But you achieved to get a farewell from me. I thought I won’t see you for a long time. I was trying to be good. I was trying to make my life better. So, when you come back, you were going to see a different and strong person. I was thinking I’m getting rid of the love feeling, or I’m getting used to live with it without pain. But you came back.
Just three days later, you came back and you smiled at me. Like the old days, again I prefered to stay with you instead of the sleep I need. Like the old days, I was happy while talking to you, and I smiled really. But still, something is hurting me. How can you melt my heart and tear me up at the same time? One moment, I’m thinking I won’t stop loving you. Next moment, you say something and my world falls apart, I’m thinking I can’t love again. Next moment, you call me “dear”, next moment you say “maybe in your dream”. Even if it’s joke, it hurts me now.
We are not the same people now. We don’t feel the same like before. Between the love and friendship, between the impossibility and irresistibility of the love, between the pain and happiness of the friendship, can we be like before? Can we be different than now? Can you live without me? Don’t ask me, you already know the answer. But why can’t we stop hurting each other and why can’t we do even a thing for each other?
Soulmate, it means simply “two half of an apple”. Completely opposite but completely looks the same. We are not so different. Maybe you didn’t notice but we feel the same. Our happiness together is the same. We do the same things to each other and we suffer in the same pain. That’s why I believe your love and why I know you’re hurted by me.
Last night, I was in emptiness. I was trying to get used. I was thinking ways to fill my life. I was thinking you will be better without me, and you would want to see me happy. I was going to promise myself to live, to feel that I’m living. And waiting, hoping you to come back one day.
Last night you came. While I was looking at your picture, you came, you smiled, and you talked to me like in old days. Once again I realized I can’t get used. Once again I smiled when I see your smile. Once again I was happy just because of talking to you. But once again, my heart died again.
This morning, I hated everything. I hated the work, I hated waking up, I hated the people, I hated to talk, I hated the love, I hated the life. Once again I feel deeply that I’m tired of life. This morning, I didn’t want to see you for a while. For the first time I didn’t want to see you. For the first time I wanted to live well without you. This morning I hated everything. This morning, I’ve lost my heart.
But, why do I still feel this pain in my throat? Why do I still force myself not to cry?..
Eyes see, Hearts love, Souls suffer…