The lampshade was on with it’s gloomy light just enough to give life to a
room enveloped with silence. I could hear the consecutive movement of
the second’s hand of the clock as it continues to make the world rotate
endlessly. The light from the lamp displays to me a poignant image of a
girl as I looked at my shadow reflected on the wall beside the wooden
door. I’m sitting on my bed that was covered by floral designed sheet
and I could feel it’s cold touch as I stared into nothingness.
He’s gone. And I chose it to be. I heard a deafening silence from the moment I shut him out of my life. I never thought that this wonderful existence with him was nothing but a masquerade. Everything was plainly an illusion. He made me walk astray with my eyes covered by the belief that everything he had shown me was real. Now I realize I was wrong. I have been insensitive and oblivious to the situation that had happened, which before, gave a sign of imminence. Some people warned me before but I never had the ears to listen. I couldn’t stop the thoughts as it slowly fills my head that is about to burst. The feeling is painful. Its agonizing effect left me bathing in a bloody pool of bitterness. This pain which was covert inside my confused asunder heart makes me realize how illusive some things could be. Now I know that you can never see the truth if you are blinded by your emotions. You have to open both your eyes and your heart to have a grip of what’s real. Blindness from truth will make you a vagabond walking on an endless road of uncertainty. Everything moves. Nothing is constant but change. Now, life appears to be arid and absurd, without any vitality left. But the clock is ticking and the earth is moving. Life needs not to be fixated in an implausible world where happiness is simulated and ephemeral.
I moved my head and looked at the translucent glass of the window. I could not see anything. I could only hear the raindrops falling. Their angry sound as they fall on the roof like pebbles falling on the ground is all I can hear. And as these crystal droplets of water fall, so too the glistening tears in my eyes fall on my hands as the frigid atmosphere in the room comforts me.
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He’s gone. And I chose it to be. I heard a deafening silence from the moment I shut him out of my life. I never thought that this wonderful existence with him was nothing but a masquerade. Everything was plainly an illusion. He made me walk astray with my eyes covered by the belief that everything he had shown me was real. Now I realize I was wrong. I have been insensitive and oblivious to the situation that had happened, which before, gave a sign of imminence. Some people warned me before but I never had the ears to listen. I couldn’t stop the thoughts as it slowly fills my head that is about to burst. The feeling is painful. Its agonizing effect left me bathing in a bloody pool of bitterness. This pain which was covert inside my confused asunder heart makes me realize how illusive some things could be. Now I know that you can never see the truth if you are blinded by your emotions. You have to open both your eyes and your heart to have a grip of what’s real. Blindness from truth will make you a vagabond walking on an endless road of uncertainty. Everything moves. Nothing is constant but change. Now, life appears to be arid and absurd, without any vitality left. But the clock is ticking and the earth is moving. Life needs not to be fixated in an implausible world where happiness is simulated and ephemeral.
I moved my head and looked at the translucent glass of the window. I could not see anything. I could only hear the raindrops falling. Their angry sound as they fall on the roof like pebbles falling on the ground is all I can hear. And as these crystal droplets of water fall, so too the glistening tears in my eyes fall on my hands as the frigid atmosphere in the room comforts me.
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I remember this... creative writing in college? descriptive writing?
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