My heart bleeds as my soul cries. Hatred and anger swirl with a variety of other emotions that rush through me. The tears flow in an endless stream, cold with even the lightest touch, bitter-sweet to the taste. My blood seeps over my arm, bubbling up in tiny pools of scarlet liquid. I shake everywhere; my mind is unable to concentrate and becomes fuzzy with unwanted memories. His words fill my head as the ground tilts upwards; everything begins to whip around me quickly. I see his face, floating anywhere and everywhere I look, watching me with hauntingly empty, blue eyes. I end up on the ground, face shoved into my cold, numb hands; knees trembling violently, eyes flooded with salty tears. Questions form within my thoughts, unexplained queries as to why he insisted on hurting me. I reach out for him, desperate for even the slightest touch, even the softest feel of his skin against mine. But as my hands descend outwards, he disappears in a manner so swift, that I end up falling flat on my face. And once more, I begin to weep, a strange feeling of want and need combining, somehow fueling the waterfalls of tears...
I dream this dream of loneliness, of being abandoned and betrayed. I can feel him slipping away from my grasp; I can hear the truth of his words slowly dissolve. I know he isn't who he once was, and the happiness I thought we shared has been broken. But, even after all this heartbreak... I still love him.