you were hiding in the corner of your room when i found you. you crumbled into darkness. you were uneasy. you were bothered. the loss that you had never thought of finally came to reach you, yet it had not yet willing to set you free. you collected tears from the broken promises and relationships, you tried to mend whatever that had been broken, although they seemed impossible for you. you held the meaning of sadness deep in your heart; they did not forgive you for nothing. you did not cause that, you did not inflict the pain. you were just confused. darkened. saddened. broken.
your lungs were filled up with smoke. your days, sorrows and tests. you had never been sent to conquer them all, but you tried things that you should not be even thinking about. you were hiding behind your unseen self to keep you separated and secretive. you sipped another glass of beer to ease your pain and dull your senses. you knew you were mistaken but you did them again and again as if they were the soundtracks of your life.
you were tattered and clueless. you sinked somewhere near the bottom of sorrow and lack of forgiveness. you were right; sometimes we could never see the reason why we should forgive. in that case, my dear love, trust me; forgiveness is never a price for the jerk that hurt your heart. it is simply a gift for yourself.
//photography by devina; captions taken from my novel project
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