Another one of my quick writings.
This one of for Barakat, one of the best writers I know.
I looked and looked and found nothing wrong.
I hoped for a flaw and picked nothing up.
God’s gift to me. Christmas in a human.
Who said damaged girls had no happiness ?
We talked and loved and all things nice.
We fought, argued and made up in the end.
My bestfriend, my soulmate, better half of me.
God bless you for loving me.
Date nights and movies.
Hugs and hidden kisses.
Back seat sex and protection.
I want it legal.
I said yes, we’re married now.
Living together, sharing each other.
I’m walking on sunshine
Could life get any better ?
No. Life is getting worse.
You’re changing, you’re blackening my face.
Every other day something goes wrong.
You’re killing me, you’re hurting me.
Where did all the love go ?
You promised forever.
I love you, I forgive you.
Thank you for the flowers.
The roses’ thorns draw blood.
I can’t cry, I’m out of tears.
I have no children to hold as I grieve.
My barren womb has rejected your seed.
More roses. Every other day.
The scents turn to odors.
It’s become a habit to you.
You’ve planted me a garden of sorrow.
I love you, I’d die for you.
I can’t leave you, you need me.
Hit me again and again.
Draw blood if it makes you happy.
Throw me further into this abyss of self hate.
I don’t need to love myself,
Loving you is enough for me.
You’re the reason for my existence now
My chest hurts, my heart is stopping.
I’m dying and I’m sad.
I’m sad because you’re crying.
Be happy, I can finally watch over you.
Heaven is calling.
Say your final words.
On the morrow I leave.
Do me a favor ?
Bury me with a single rose.