Cold... by Aangel

"There's just so many things you never needed to say, like I'm your other soul, but you can love them all... Your tears are meaningless, they're written on your face, just like your empty words, just like the chemical, just like the disease that stains your lips tonight... You are the disease that's in my life..."

How can he be so cold, so distant after all that happened... It's like he doesn't know her, like they never shared so many things, so many feelings and so many moments... How can he just sit there and look at her without saying a word, without making any move... he just stares at her, in silence, like they were strangers... She can't stand this situation anymore... She feels so empty while looking at him... so lonely... so cold... Her tears are worthless because there is nothing in the world that could bring him back to her arms, back into her life...
She feels broken to pieces, damaged, she feels like a living ghost... she can't focus on anything else but him... she's hurting... but when she sees him, she forgets everything, all the bad things he did, all the scars he left her... When she sees him, she can only focus on the moments they lived, on the memories he left her... When she sees him, she forgets about the pain, the tears, the sleepless nights and remembers only his hapy and satisfied smile, his eyes, his hands, his body always hungry for her...
She'll regret until the end of her days the last night they spent together, the night she gave him everything that he wanted, the night he took her heart, the night her soul died!
At the beginning, when she didn't know him, she used to see him everywhere, she used to be so excited by the thought that she could see him... there wasn't a day that passed by without her hoping to see him...
Now, she would like so much to bring back those days... The days when seeing him made her happy, unlike today that the sight of him only brings her sorrow and tears...