“I don’t know how to put this, every
time I saw her face I feel suddenly inspired. The spark on her eyes are like shooting
stars, make my wish come true and her smile is contagious, makes me want to
smile even on a bad day. "
"But when I saw her with someone else, I feel the pain
that stuck in my brain. I feel all the emotions running through my vain. Broken
and can’t move on. Tears stream down my face. "
"But when I saw the tears on her eyes,
it felt like snow in summer wish that I could give her my sweater. The
sufferings she had that keeps on coming back and going in circles. And now I
feel torn, so torn for her. I need her, the muse that I seek in every masterpiece
I dream. And she needs someone to share her miseries and tell her that she is
loved."
"But she has built boundaries that I don’t know if whether the rope that
I created towards her is still worth climbing for or should I just cut it off.
Even in all the confusion, I still love her for she is DIANA.” (while Zayn is
painting something on a big portrait)
read it on Wattpad:
http://www.wattpad.com/50919084-diana