The love between one another is as pure as an angel, calm and trustworthy.

But if you let yourself fall in the pits of thoughts, you won't be able to cherish that love the right way.

You won't be able to think, you'll feel like you're in hell; thoughts stabbing your brain like wild barbarians fighting their mortal enemies, the screams so quiet it feels like you're in nothing.

The thought of her will overwhelm you; "is she ok?", "does she even love me?", "does she even care about me? About what i feel?".

Her beautiful eyes, her beautiful eyes will make you feel like you're crying waterfalls, sad cold tears falling down your cheeks, then your body will feel cold.

You'll start craving her touch, your hands feel lonely, they need the warmth of a woman's fingers, your back is in need for a woman's warm caring hug, wrapping her delicate arms around your chest and resting her beautiful face on your cold sorrow back.

When she doesn't talk to you, you'll feel like you're choking, trying to make out words so they reach to you, but it's like you're strangling yourself as hard as you can to not make those words come out, it's self torture,
let it go.

Finally, you let her go, and she let go of you. You feel free, but the weight of 5 elephants crush your lungs. Your eyes close tightly and the cold tears fall down. You can't properly think, all your body can manage to do is to lay down and let your eyes dry; "i miss her", "why me?", "why is this happening to me?", "i don't want to live like this", "i need her", "no, i can find someone else, someone who will actually love me and not leave me like the others did",
the thoughts never stop.

Your eyes stop letting those useless tears fall down your face, your eyes are red like blood, you feel tired but mad. Your body is so calm now that there is no emotion behind it, no emotion behind your face. So empty that your eyes look like they were made out of glass, your cheeks made out of plastic, your nose made out of plastic, your eyebrows drawn, it looks like a mask. You just wish the day is over, to move on, but at this point you don't know what the future has for you once you lose someone you once loved so much, and thought they loved you back as much or if they even did, they might have been a soulless being walking around, being around you just to understand how human emotion works, or they actually loved you, not as much as your definition of love says, but enough to the human eye and enough for the human mind to comprehend.