THE PERFECT TIME TO DIE

(CHAPTER 63) WE ARE WOUNDED

WE ARE THE WOUND

Tonight, there's only pain, we're both still in the same place. A place that contains wounds, a place that will hurt the hearts of people who live in it. Strangely enough, though, I know that fact. We both still want that place, two stubborn fools and two fools who can't let go of their love.

To speak of her happiness is to care. I still want to keep walking towards him to overflow all love. Seeing her still in the same place, in her own, these lips smiled. But thinking about the consequences, for me it's too crowded. And I know I can't face it, because I can't see for her cries.

I wonder why God hates us both. Why would Keira be happy with another man, and would cry with me. Why is that, I also do not understand God's decision on this matter. Why is he just holding me back, not anyone else.

What's my fault, if I think back, I've never committed a crime at all. Why does God always hold me. Why did he tell me to live with the pain, and tell me to live without seeing Keira. God is so bad to me, that's why I hate him.

The noise of the vehicle made this head unable to think, I did not even have the energy to breathe. Just sitting on the back of the bus, thinking about everything. And all the things that I believed in all this time, are slowly disappearing.

I really don't understand, how he still looked and smiled at me, after knowing that fact. As for my intention to tell that, for him to stay away. Therefore, I cannot define these two things. That look, and his smile. Is it love or obsession. Because all I know is she's a stupid girl, and I hate her stupidity.

Whether I should behave like myself, and shamelessly go towards him or I should go away and hurt myself, and maybe hurt him too. It's not the love I want, because she keeps crying while living it. Keira was like a very stubborn old-fashioned woman, a woman who loved only one man.

Along the way I was in pain, just staring down the street from the window of the bus to relieve the pain. And the way I did it worked, this pain I managed to suppress, even though I still felt tight to him. I wondered why everyone I saw looked so busy.

I saw that the night was running out, and they were still wandering with faces trying to toughen them up. God is also against them, may that be so. Because that fact made me come back strong, because I knew that it wasn't just me and Keira who suffered in this world.

The night was running out, I got off the bus. And just walking along with this pain, these footsteps led me to my parents' house. I intend to lock the door, because I left a guest in the house.

As I stood in front of my house, I was stunned to find the door of my house not closed. Just keep the upset in the chest, to Frisca. I went into my house to turn off my lights. Because tonight, I intend to sleep at Uncle's.