Sounds of Breaking hearts.

Its funny how karma brings along the right person at the wrong time he dreamt of her…how her smile always found a way to make him smile too,how she understood him without strain not like the others but she feared the stereotypes the society had his heart broke everytime he thought of the situation they were subjected to.What if …he thought what if they just lived for the moment risk what was there koz the feeling was mutual atleast he thought so .

 She already had lived in that moment and saw how it plays out, a spontaneous urge, a moment that would play in her head for eternity…He was ready to make it a constant reality but the situation she was in could not allow her live it out………

He was afraid to touch the flames but came close enough to feel it scorching his skin and he relished that moment waiting for the wind to blow the flames towards him.

Sounds of my breaking heart.

  • ​My heart is heavy and I have no tears to cry it out because you being inside here feels like a crime , but they say the heart wants what it wants ; I don’t believe in that bullshit and yet again….. I don’t ,but I can be corrected. I can never let you know that you make my flowers bloom and fill butterflies in my tummy with the equal measure you cloud my universe and make me nauseated. For I can’t keep up with these emotions. I put my heart out there for safe keeping and watch you play catch with other damsels manipulating there distress and once in a while quech your thirst from all the running you do. You come and tell me you love me and I believe you but everyday I take a step back and set us back because my heart can be handed to you just like that…no…. I have to remind my brain to work and all over sudden it takes my heart through tragedies of cleaving into pieces and how I sewed them bMy heart is heavy and I have no tears to cry it out because you being inside here feels like a crime , but they say the heart wants what it wants ; I don’t believe in that bullshit and yet again I don’t but I can be corrected. I can never let you know that you make my flowers bloom and fill butterflies in my tummy with the equal measure you cloud my universe and make me nauseated. For I can’t keep up with this emotions I put my heart out there for safe keeping and watch you play catch with other damsels manipulating there distress and once in a while quech your thirst from all the running you doack together, it hurt every bleeding second… So no, not today love and not you never you.