Non exposé

~PART2~

And you had something…to live for… Or rather something to live with..and you wanted him for yourself… Until….the crisis on earth came…and the once known gold mines of your brain ruptured and you became sick… You uterably became stupid… And you went back to the same you…..the one that used to have conversations with their own brain… Funny that your brain had a million characters.. Each with a million voices… So basically you were a walking stadium of berserk spectators… He had broken you…his karaoke stick had made you weak in the knees because he had “hit those things”…. And you disgusted him…he was blatantly sick of you….but the only mistake you’d done was love him…dangerously…. And given him immense attention when he needed it…
So you left his house…and walked…in your hand was a rusty old knife… And in you mind….thoughts…You had looked close enough and realized that the pain of a love that had left but hadn’t died still hurt even more… Just because it was a love that would never be….it was only an illusion…. And you’d fix it….the romeo and Juliet style…. Only with more sophistication maybe…
So you sat on the wooden bench by the park..and held out your knife…and scrapped off the mud off your boots… And you stood…went back to fight for your love…. With Ado.
THE END.
™ Cappa Julie.
Revolve or die

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