Chapter 1:
October 18, 2003, I would do anyting to go back to that day. I can trace my love for you back to a protoplasmal primordial atomic globule. When the sun sleeps, I would silently go to you and let my heart speak every truth and passion I have left in me to reveal to you. Holding you so tight in my arms, I'll never let you go..I swear, I'll never wrong you again. I will wait endless years to be held by you. I'm suffering more through my imagination than reality, speak to me love, why am I hear all alone without you? Wy is my world depopulated? Let go of your burden, let go of those cries from the past, love. Heh, it's obvious that there is nothing I can do, nothing I can say to draw you back to me. Nothing else to prove...I love you and you know it. We worry away our lives, fearing the future, discontent with the present, unable to take in the idea of dying, unable to sit still. Words of encouragment coming from my friend, advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't.
Chapter 2:
What can I say, romance of the 21st century. Everything has changed so much. Until my heart bleeds no more, I will not partake in any relationships. My cheeks are still wet from the tears that won't stop running since the last time I heard from you. If only broken is easily fixed, but that's only in movie life and fairy tales. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live completely. For now, I choose to hide beneath the sheets, my comfort zone, where you can look around but only darkness surrounds you with no signs of pain...I'm willing to reinvite your exit any given day.
Chapter 3:
As I try to walk through life, I hear my very own foot steps echo continuously searching for a soul nearby. I slowly fold my eyes, sweet sounds of piano run through my mind, as I take the flight of fancy to our old days. You remember don't you? When we held hands and fell perfectly into each other's arms? Those times when our joyful laughter filled the azure sky, everything around us seemed to be perfectly woven. Now, I dream to make believe while I try hard to settle my raging soul to sleep...my last serenade.
Chapter 4:
It's too dismal in here. Though, I can't quite think of the exact words to uplift the mood either. My relationship slump has brought forced smiles on my face, unwanted tears, and cowardice. I find what I'm doing heavily pathetic, putting my pains into these innocent words. When this meets his eyes, he will smirk and walk away. I will keep my says short for now, the more I babble, the more memories I summon from the past, the more I crumble within. I depart, as the crimson sky calls for my return.
Chapter 5:
It hit me once again, that self pity gets you no where. Now, I write a letter to someone like you, taking back everything I said. It seemed like we were meant to be, felt like nothing else in the world could be as perfect as us being together. The glory falls short. I now dig in the ground to find myself a new treasure. A steep waterfall calls for me - I take one step, then another, until I slip off the cliff and submerge in the water. As I raise my head out of the cascade, the cerulean water seems as though they are dancing around me. I exit and set my feet on solid ground, feeling joy blooming once more. Washed away every memory, burned every letter, disregarding all you left behind. I mentioned it, didn't I? I'll make it through, I'll keep strong. I mute my remembrance ballad.
Chapter 6:
Tonight, the district was filled with people who have lost their sanity. Now, my heart stands in such great heights. I cornered myself in the room, gazing upon them - their smiles carry no sorrow, their eyes gleam with delight, their laughters hold no sounds of pain. Amazing.
Chapter 7:
As I lay on my bed and close my eyes, I picture myself dancing on a grass field that forever stretches in every direction. I twirl around by myself as the summer gust blows my tears off my cheeks. I sing a paean from my heart, as I reach out to the sky, waiting for my wonderful future. I fall back, landing on silky greenery, inhaling the pure zephyr, wishing - wishing that I will be able to forgive and forget you. Drowsed as the gently breeze sings to me an enchanted lullaby...and I float away with it.
Chapter 8:
I bury our memory, as I stand upon the grave. I shed the bitterest tears for the words left unsaid and the deeds left undone.
....to be continued.
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