Its been years... Years since I've been here pouring my soul out. How I thought my life was so full of angst and pain (as teenagers always do). Calling myself Hurtingsoul, thinking that "when I grow up my soul will hurt no more." I was wrong. All these years since, and I sit here laughing at my teenage-self.
I didn't know what pain was, what suffering was, what struggling meant. To be on your own, to have friends leave, to have family die, to feel lonely, to understand the gray hairs old folk have, to have gray hairs of my own, to feel like the only one when the rest of the world is falling apart, to love, to hate, to care but be betrayed, to fear, to sacrifice, to hold it in, to stiffen your lips, to laugh for hours but cry for days.
Jokes on me though, because now I do. Now I really do.
"You saved the life of a rich man, in return I shall give you millions"
"In return you should live for those I couldn't save. Live by honoring them"
4 years ago
They say sugar was born out of salt,
Just like bitterness was born out of love.
4 years ago
You have consumed all the emotions I have left, at least the ones that I still managed to keep after all those previous relationships ruined me. Your egotistical selfish being has sucked me dry, and even then, I can't believe I still cherish you.