I Love You

Dear Blog,

Quick, quick, quick. Got inspired by a fellow word artist and had to pen this immediately.

And probably that was what she said to you.
Though,
Through her heart the words must have bled to make you understand how she feels.
She would have dried her tears just so that you would see she was happy to be with you.
She stepped onto yet another ember but ignored the pain it burnt through her.
She downed her strangled cries in the hope that you would once again take notice of her.
She wouldn't let you see her harsh soul, ravaged until held by just weak tethers.
Her eyes so hollow and sad yet she made them smile again to get lost into yours.
She did all she could, trust me, she did.
But you failed her. Time and again.
You failed to see what she was and how she molded and withered.
You failed to see how she shook with her every breath.
You failed to give her the touch she longed for.
You failed to soothe her frail, aching heart.
You failed to tear away from yourself and kiss her cheek.
You failed miserably.
And yet you didn't fail to make her smile because that wasn't you. It was her, all along.

Let me know how was it.

Cheers for now.

Love,
N.