It's raining in my heart...

You may not remember, but there was a time when you would sing to me the things that you felt right from your heart. 

Those were the times when we didn't really worried about the future, when we were just feeling and we followed what our hearts told us to do. We cared about us so much that the important things just weren't that important anymore. Those times are in my heart, and they will always be, because I will never feel that way again. You were precious to me, those notes were precious, our talks were precious, your tears, sighs, laughs, screams, all of them were precious. Those things were and will always be precious for me, because I "hated" you will all my heart. 

I wonder if I "hated" you all this time, sometimes I think I made that step long ago and I already loved you... But who knows, right know I can't describe this feeling, it's way too strong for me to tell what it is. I just feel this for you, I ___ you like no one has ever ___ed you and you are the only person that I have ___ed. I don't think you even ___ me right now, maybe you never did. 

My heart is filled with clouds and it hasn't stopped raining since you told me to stop trying. You asked for morphine at your door back then but, Where is mine now?

• 2014/01/06
 
• 23:22