THE STORY OF MY GENERATION

I hate to write this because she is my friend and perhaps when you all read this piece it would destruct your peace. How I wish she could open up and confide you on this paper using her handwriting but wait the world never cares.

It is usually dark in that room and to be honest she hates it in there , not just the darkness but the sight of everything. The fear of that the following day would be dawn and won't just disappear.

That thing eats her up ,she can't take it anymore it is like an overflown cup but the problem is that there is no one to give her their ears so she could pour out her solid heart which with slight tight hug would definitely melt into tears. It is heavy in her heart.

They love one another unconditionally, without a break,they enjoy togetherness,encourages uniqueness ,desiring to live long together , so playful, naughty, cute, loving,caring and romantic. It is usually her and him.

Maybe is because of the rail that  they take,genuine affection draws them to one another, by sharing they exchange their hearts and love.

Every time he hurts her she believes he doesn't mean it and knows he was to change. I decided not to judge her because if she lost him she would have nobody and they needed each other as much. In some sick twist of fare he would complete her and that's why it worked out.

I guess they will keep going till one of them gets inevitably hurt, she chooses to stay in that toxic love because leaving someone ain't that easy!