Who is she...

Ruqayyah Jkh

She did this to us... Taking the pills was her choice in desperation.. Maybe the thought was here but i pulled the trigger.. We were so happy then,so in love.. We were so close then,so invincible.. She took the pills & everything changed.. For the worse.. Destroying her.. Destroying me.. Destroying us... Will we find that happiness back.. Will we find that love back.. Will we ever touch each other again.. Will we be one again.. She did this to us.. Who is she? Her or Me... Forgive myself she says.. Should i forgive myself for ruining us? Should i forgive myself for taking our happiness away? Should i forgive myself for making you do this to yourself? Should i forgive myself for losing you? Part of herself died then,she says.. Part of me did not die with her too then? Did she think about us then.. Did she think about me.. Did she think what this will do to us.. She killed us..& i killed her...

2018-09-14 20:03:08

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Mysterious

So emotional..... Very deep and brought tears to my eyes...... Loved the writing..... 💓💓💓

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Man Vi

It's beautiful, emotional and sad)

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2018-09-15 05:06:44

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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