White. Hot. Flash
Fragmented times
Swift. Random. Lights
I've seen them all,
Your back to me; fists held stiff
I couldn't tell
My tears weren't enough
I couldn't scream how much you mean as you leave
My throat was in pain,
My chest struggled to lift what's become like lead over my heart
Red. Cold. Silence
Heated fading pain now stabbed my fingers as you walk away
Why are my feet glued to where I endure my worst?
Where the hole torn by your leave now gives me the chills
Bare my chest you could see the fear in my veins, blue at the surface
In my mind I scramble to find the ability to breathe
Turn around.
Turn. Around.
Hear my scream as I have now for the tenth time in my mind.
Where my pain finds my shattered heart my tears have now showered my face
How my mind can't find the right words to make you understand
The war between logic and love behind my eyes,
Watching your back now as you slam the door in my face
I guess this is it.
Internal grief between my heart and mind
How could you be so foolish?
You stupid girl.
You gave it all away.
You hopeless, stupid girl.
Not secretive, expressive. Not loud, I usually am quiet. I tend to depend on my enthusiasm in whatever situation (childish I know, but that's me)
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 10, 2012
Sunset, Negril
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All images were taken with a Blackberry 8900
Date: March 10, 2012
Location: Grande Pineapple Resort, Negril, Jamaica
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