Her blue eyes twinkled in the moonlight. Her wavy golden hair reminded me of freedom. Her dressing style so sweet and petite, two things I wasn't . We were opposites.
She was light and I was a shadow. She lived in the present, I was drunk on the past and lived in fear of the future. I swore to myself that no matter how heavenly she seemed, I wouldn't fall.
I wasn't ready for hurt. She gave herself to me, swallowed me in her love. I allowed my tension to unravel and I fell for her. But there was still a part of me that clung onto the past.
There were a few open wounds I never allowed to heal. And every time these wounds hurt, I would lash out on her. The memories of my past love blinded me. No, cupid had no control of me now.
I submitted myself to my demons. I allowed my head to believe there was no love in this world. And I turned my back against the one human who loved me. I hurt the purest person on the planet.
And I only realized how wrong I was when I was knee deep in her tears. And by the time I could turn back and apologize, she had disappeared.