At this point, the light in my eyes is slowly escaping away and it seems like no hands can catch it. Everything seems so dull yet so blue. My heart is barely hanging in my chest, and it is broken. I am broken.
Until I saw her eyes from afar, it's magnificent. It reflects her soul full of love and bliss. It is so captivating. And so, I started approaching her, hoping she'll notice me at this distance.
As I was getting closer, bit by bit. My emotions dropped because of her scent which is like old books of flowering words that has "happily ever after" written on it. Old but fixed. Old and loved. And I am broken.
When she noticed me, she smiled, a very bright smile that can save someone from depression and could make a heart beat as fast as one centimeter per second. A smile that can make worlds turn and emotions burst like massive supernovas in the sky.
He's right.
Just by looking at her like an open book, her intentions are pure and without malice.
He's right about what he told me. The way he told me how much he loves her in every way.
She's indeed beautiful. She's indeed loving. She's indeed loved.
I should be happy but I am broken.
Because this woman in front of me is the one who caught the love from someone that I've been dreaming for almost eternity.
She is loved. And I am broken.