21/01/17 • 22/01/17

Tears run messily down my damp face forming pools on my pillows,blankets, my skin,hit with hundreds of water droplets. Bullets. Whispered words melt away into the silence. A message that’s travelled who knows how far to be heard in another world. But maybe not. Screams of sadness rip through the night up into the sky. Into the heavens, or just into the air. Pools and pools. Bullets. Unsaid words, forgotten forever. What I know I should have told you plunges coldly into my heart. That which I should have said but didn’t to save two people from tears. ‘I love you’


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