bitter sweet

its kind of a poem

Lub, dub. Lub, dub. Lub, dub.

We hurt one another, by simply existing…

But…

I try to cry out, but nothing comes out

Drip, drip, drip….

The rain hides my tears, but it doesn`t fill up the hole in our heart.

Mustering all my courage,

I finally shout with a voice sharper than thunder,

but ever so gentle.

“I don’t want to lose you,”

 “Even when I have so many flaws?” you ask

“Even then”, I affirm.

“Why?” you ask, with your heart wavering

“It`s because even if I were to lump all your bad parts, I`d still love you”