The remedy

She didn't deserve the remedy. Engulfing her every mistake with the faith left of. Hope is the only thing left with me right now, just turn and walk away. The unwanted silence overcoming the things that could've been. The unwanted reality trembling with fear. As the sober mind bumped its way through the hollowed hall of the thoughts, thoughts of unthinkable things, not wanting the ongoings of pavements and concretes. Rush of present and the distant tomorrow, the loud voices of yesterday left our sober minds twisting and turning to more lefts around the circle. Presence of a mystery lies beneath, and yet we never bothered looking up. The drunken cherry blossomed lips sipped from the glass with the kisses it never tasted. Drunken yet alive, with caffiene combined, certain emotions reflected on her.

The feel of your touch and the whispers of your eyes, seemed to touch every inch of skin revealed. The heart of whom was beating through the chest of such protection from pain. And yet the single thorn splintered the heart and the death that was awaited and yet to come came in a surprise and so unexpected. the mystery digging deep into my eyes would rather flatter than to revenge. Because after the pain of that single thorn it made me realize how much more I wanted. To think it hurt so much yet it seemed to make me think of how much more will it hurt if I keep on giggling out yes to your every shot. Kiss my drunken lips and speak of my sober mind, the wasted time and wasted night came upon the whatnots of the midnight's dream. And yet your voice echoed through my head filling up my uncounqerable soul that left. To see you one more time would give the hardest time but for some reason that's all I want right now.

Every word spelled out a clue from the dark and the gasps that ran through the room threw up the hands of people to cover their wide opened mouths. Revealing the lie she has been living was the greatest thing of all. More stories. Yet the pain that came with it made them realize how much more it would affect her compared to making them feel good coz they witnessed it. They pittied her, for the memories of those words stumbling out of her drunken lips would fade away after the hangover of her life. She would know what she's hung up on because behind her's perfect girl.