All I can do is hurt… When your heart aches, all you can do is ache. Everything else is just passing scenery….
I once asked, “How much do she and I differ?”
What a foolish question, and yet I asked it of a fool.
You glanced at me without a trace of emotion, then said, “A lot.”
A mocking smile tugged at my lips. “Oh, I see.” My long bangs hid my misty eyes…
You turned and walked away, leaving only red clouds across the sky, stinging my eyes.
I couldn’t even cry. When your heart aches, all you can do is quietly accept the sorrow you’ve given me….
Although there are few, they are quite beautiful.