• Only my true feelings express one of my hearts desires.. The other is eternal hate for the stolen peice of the ending.. The most of my heart.

    I was young. About fourteen years young. The man I'd met,was absolutely perfect in every way. But there had been a strange and unpredictable amount of uncertaintary that filled my body. What could it have been? I was clueless. No amount of the deep tone could persuade me. No amount at all.

    The summer of 2009, was when the secret spilled. The man I had met,had fell in love with a woman. Yes.. It was true.. I had been led into my own emotions,portraying the soft toned male had developed even the smallest amount of feelings.. Just for me,no one else. The deepest regret had taken over.. The darkest feeling had engulfed every emotion the slender body of mine could take.

    It was then when the deep ocean blue eyes of mine had filled with only regret,depression. Nothing else. My emotions had taken control. I now stood at the roof of the the three storied home,empty eyes starring downward. A small clear substance had left my eyes. Before moments, the slender body had jumped,landing onto it's head. Cracking open,blood had spilled leaving a dark substance stained onto the ground of a newly painted driveway. My once full of life body,had gone numb, leaving only a broken shell,as a pure soul had escaped.