daily entry ! I still hang your heart around my throat

As i poured water over him, i realized i might have reached my lowest.

He was asleep...while i was crying myself to sleep in the room opposite of him.

When i couldn't take it anymore, i walked downstairs, head for the kitchen and grabbed myself a glass of water. I then made my way back up to his room.

It hadn't gone as i imagined. And it hadn't felt as good as i wanted it to. In the end, he had me again.
Had me holding him in my arms, rubbing his pains away.

...while mine still welled up inside.

I listened for the rest of the night till the sun came up. He cried on my shoulders and recited the same stories again... hinting that somewhere in him, he still had feelings for me, that he wasn't good enough for me and that i would be the one that would end up unhappy.

I didn't want to fall for it anymore... I kept listening to him and finally seeing him for the person he only is with me.

I called and the night answered. And made me cry.

No one heard me....

Only the night who stole my tears.