Words/The Fallout

"It wasn't the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty."
- Jonathan Safran Foer

She is the kind of woman

You will only find once in this planet

She will never compare to no one

She will always be your heart's magnet


And every waking moment

You will always regret losing her

Her loss will always be your lament

All your words are a slur


You will move on with your affairs

But you will always hope for a sign

A sign that she'll come back and pair

But, only in your hopes can you resign


And everyday it will hurt bad

Everyday it will tear you part

Everyday you will be sad

You want to get back to the start


You will grow up and find another

And every morning when you wake

Beside the arms of your lover

You will regret that piece of your heart she did take


You will find joy in your family's care

But deep inside you will always think

Why, when she broke your heart, you just stopped and stared

And your eyes will tear, and your heart will sink


Just when you have everything in your reach

Everything you've ever asked for

And on the white sands of the most beautiful beach

Nags the thought that something is missing, it was there before.



So hi guys, she finally replied. Although it wasn't what I expected, she told me the truth, and according to several interpretations, it just means that she doesn't like me back. It hurts like hell, and even if time will heal my wounds, there will always be the scar.

Here's what I said to my friend:

one day I'll look back on this these will be the one thing in your life you can probably never recover from Yeah, you'll feel better. Time will heal your wound, but the scar, the scar will hurt like hell every time it's touched. It will bleed. And no one can do anything to stop it. I will move on with my life. But inside, I will always be wishing for a miracle. I will always be wishing that it happened. I will always be loving her, I will always think of her. And every morning I wake up, I will always wish that she was the one beside me, but it will never happen. Ever. Reality will touch my scar day by day. Reminding me of this moment. The moment you lost it. The moment you found the memory you will never lose from your mind. Even with my family beside me, or everything i could ever want in my reach, I will always feel something isn't complete, or something's missing. And that, for me, will always be Jean Gladys Vicente. With one reply, everything you could ever come up in your mind about you two disappears into thin air. You will grow up, and you will see her be with somebody else. You will pretend to be happy for her, inside it crushes you to tears. That was supposed to be you, but it isn't. Instead, you're sitting in alone on your couch, waiting for the next one to come. But you don't want another one. You want her. And it just pains you inside that it won't be her. She can never feel the pain you have when you think of her with someone else. She can never see the tears you cried, She can never see you, holding back the tears, pulling your broken soul together. She wants you to be happy, but she will never understand that she is your happiness. And as she walks off into the sunset with the man she'll spend her life with. You look back at yourself and see that you're all alone, stuck in your own mind wishing for something to happen. But it won't. It will never happen. And no matter how hard you try to convince yourself that you'll move on, you can't. The nights when you just wished for her to be by your side because she is all that could ever hope to fix this miserable world and shelter you from its dangers, she won't be there. You'll just look at an empty space where you wish she would be there. And at the moment of your death, when you look back on your life. The last thing you will ever see is the memory of her, walking off with the man that got her. While you stood, waiting, as the man who loved her, loves her, and will always love her with everything you got. But you will also be the man she left. You will walk your entire life with this memory. You didn't even care if she could give you the love you deserve, because just what she could give was beyond what you deserved.You loved her, so much that even if she couldn't give back the love you gave, it was okay. And you wanted to know that it was okay.

P.S.: I Love You.

"She was the kind of girl a guy meets when he's too young, and he fucks up because there;s too much living to do.

But later, he realizes, she's perfect." - Tyler.