(Sequel of ~Women Are Precious~)
by @ella__posey @winterheart @ryaaa3 @salmakhatoon918 @wonder @imaginarywriter @goldenratio0618
Images from GhostBlade
It was summer
It was summer despite the rainy weather.
It was chaos outside,
but we acted as if it wasn't.
I told you about my past,
thinking my future would be you.
You promised to catch me
You promised to catch me when I fall.
But you never did.
What happened to us?
You cry from a broken heart.
(Mine has been branded
(Mine has been branded dark and impure.)
(All those fake gossips
(All those fake gossips never fail to reach us.)
But what have I done wrong?
What have I ever done?
I love the halo around you
I love the halo around you that makes you bloom
I love the halo around you that makes you bloom throughout your fear.
(I cry alone
(I cry alone in blackness.)
I love the tone of your voice
which sounds calm,
could never get any loud.
(When can I break free,
(When can I break free, be allowed to scream?)
I love your rosy cheeks when you smile,
your image too sacred for me to ruin.
(Convinced I’m as bad as they claim.)
But I am not like OTHER MEN!
Still you go on and tumble me down.
When I offer you a helping hand,
it's not like I think you can't do it on your own.
I simply want to be there for you.
When I try to protect you,
it's not like I think you aren't strong enough.
You are simply precious to me,
and I rather see myself in pain.
When I usually
When I usually don't talk about my feelings,
it's not like I don't trust you.
It's simply hard for me
because I'm afraid
because I'm afraid I could hurt you.
Your image is always sky-high,
your portraits are painted silver gold,
and now I am nothing
but a sad shadow
of your everlasting glory.
And I’ll fade away like a sketch
Gone, torn, broken
so far away,
where no one would be there to catch,
not even a word to say.
Someone, help my soul reprieve!
The damage has been done.
I tried to love.
Now all we see
Now all we see is all I'm not.
"What right do we have
"What right do we have to label them all as a fright?"
"For somewhere a pure heart
"For somewhere a pure heart is being colored black."