Broken From the Start
Locations
11411
United States
40° 41' 34.8252" N, 73° 44' 20.256" W
See map: Google Maps
11411
United States
40° 41' 34.8252" N, 73° 44' 20.256" W
See map: Google Maps
We are all made from broken pieces...
But actually, we are all broken from the start...
Just why is friendship or love meaningful as long as you're part of it?
Explain to me, why are these friends/lovers so blind..
Just when will they realize that we're all simply a reflection that shows how lonely and sorrowful a soul really is?
Pity those hearts that cherish and love you, thanking you for making their love or friendship bloom, without any understanding that you're nothing more than a lover/friend who was destroyed long ago by their own love of such a person...
Silent witness of numerous moments that might never lay upon a piece of paper, drifting to the past like dying leaves blown by a gentle breeze, filling the unseen history of our shattered world...
Confidant of many unspoken fears, wishes, confessions that several hearts will bear until the very end, while the eyes will try to conceal them with the mask of a fake happiness...
The one thing that all these insane souls have seen as the symbol of their pure happiness... Always present in stories, in songs, in thoughts.. Similar to that single precious ray of sunlight that appears to decorate the ghastly darkness and regret of the sky, letting its pale light almost as if brighten the earth like a chid laughing for the first time... Would you please explain to me... Just why are humans so mesmerized and greedy when seeing you?