Status: Active.
Colours of Insanity
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I am addicted to a boy as warm as the summer sun, and as volatile as the ocean. I am in love with the wreckage of a hurricane, I am in love with the smell just before it rains, and I am in love with a monster.
I learnt from dancing in the rain that things end quickly, miracles are not real and love is always beautiful. I learnt a lot by myself but I learnt more from him, I learnt how to lie and hurt and manipulate. I learnt how to love and kill and be beautiful.
I learnt how to break hearts and not get cut, or at least I thought I did, but now looking back I see the cut I got from his broken heart. The blood is still pouring and it is too large for a band aid to fix so I will pick at the wound and open it up again and again.
Despite everything that happened I still love him, with every drop of blood in my veins and with every breath I take I love him. I know it is something that will never change, I will never be able to separate myself from him and the memories, because they are so sweet.
I learnt from dancing in the rain that things end quickly, miracles are not real and love is always beautiful. I learnt a lot by myself but I learnt more from him, I learnt how to lie and hurt and manipulate. I learnt how to love and kill and be beautiful.
I learnt how to break hearts and not get cut, or at least I thought I did, but now looking back I see the cut I got from his broken heart. The blood is still pouring and it is too large for a band aid to fix so I will pick at the wound and open it up again and again.
Despite everything that happened I still love him, with every drop of blood in my veins and with every breath I take I love him. I know it is something that will never change, I will never be able to separate myself from him and the memories, because they are so sweet.