miércoles, 1 de octubre de 2014

I did not like to be touched... because I craved it too much.


One day,
I´m going to make him wish he was mine.
He'll search for me,
but I won't even pretend he exists.
I'll make him regret
every single thing he's done,
Every single time he touched my heart,
Every single time I thought of the both of us,
Every single minute I wanted him,

I'm going to make him feel worthless.

Like he's done to me.


Dear Ana,
Let this fast be a steady passage to perfection...
revenge on those who look down on me, on those who think I can't do it...
I have put myself back in your hands, asking for guidance in this horrid world of lies and deception, of fake feelings and lost illusions...
I only wish to emerge as a unique butterfly, savoring every moment of this metamorphosis and higher power, making me a stronger person than I am today.
Help me against temptation.
Strengthen me with willpower.
Love me as your lost child.
Turn me into someone I won't even recognize; thin, beautiful, unique. Fragile but strong.
I walk to you with tears on my cheeks, but determination in my eyes.
With your guidance help me show those who have hurt me, that there was more to me than they thought.
I will become a beautiful butterfly, showering regret in the heads of those who knew me.

Because tomorrow... is the first day of the rest of our lives.

Love,
Roxie

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