Why do I love you?
NOT A SONG FIC!
Song Inspiration - Three Days Grace, I hate everything about you
Here I sit, broken hearted. My facial features illuminated by Candlelight. The room is dark, with one slowly burning candle for some source of light. My breath was visible and pure white, the windows are broken, along with the door. They are all wide open. It must have been early morning, atleast Four. There is no sunlight here in Estonia during winter. The torn and tattered couch I sit on is coated with snow, forcing an icy chill through it. The dilapidated building I'm in is in dire need of repair, but it will never come.
My tears are like little crystals of ice, spilling from my eyes, and trickling down my cheeks before freezing. The moment he said those words, I was as good as dead. I would have preferred it - As it would have been less painful. It was a few words, no more. But their meaning was clear.
"Skye, tell me one thing." He said, and I looked at him happily. "Anything." I grinned.
"Why do I love you?" He asked, and my face dropped. "I hate everything about you - But I just can't separate us."
His words were like the ice that surrounds me. But only when I stop to think about him, the hatred bubbles inside of me.
He stood up, and walked over to the door. "At last, I can leave. Goodbye, Skye. I hate you." He hissed, opening the door and walking through it. He slammed it, and it fell off the hinges.
Two years have passed since he said that. Those cold, painful words still echo inside of my head. I don't miss him.
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This will be my deathbed. I know it. That innocent icy puddle of tears is overflowing. It is covering me. Soon, I'll be a corpse with pneumonia. It doesn't take long. It's five in the morning now, and that warm little candle is as good as gone now. My skin is freezing and wet, and I feel so cold.
And yet, just as my story began, Here I sit. All broken hearted. My life went to sh*t, and my world ended.
"You write love stories of tragedy, with clich? happy endings. A true love story has no ending." ~ Skye Alexander James Sutton .A.K.A. DarknessUndying"One simple word can free us of all pain and burden, and make our lives better. That special word is Love." ~ Skye Alexander James Sutton.
"I don't need any romantic connections, because I know when my Soulmate comes, he'll come in with a bang, and I'll be the happiest man alive." ~ Skye Alexander James Sutton
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