The End

 
What's more painful than a disintegration of the mind due to the shattered hopes and dreams of a loving relationship. Seeing it all deteriorate right in front of you. Feeling the strings of reality anchor oneself to the truth of the unwanted unknown. I find that the universe is so vast that nothing can ever compare to its beauty;yet no matter how much it hurts to admit defeat, it is inevitable. The cuckolding of the anxious mindsets with the truth and illusionment. How terrible -  that one can torture himself, bringing them to edge of the darkest of pits; some may call it the truth or hell. But for I and many others who face this black abyss, we find serenity and numbness to all. My soul has been devoured by the countless lies and bombardment of defeat due to the ones we called our lovers.

The ones we depended on, the ones who we had trusted, and turned to whenever there was any aching problem. How tragic that it is lost, all in an attempt to find something new; to find something better. This is the first chapter of a life that I myself had never imagined. A new life. One where the future is dimly lit, and the past is a blurred background of who I am today.

No real trust is given to any matter handed to you. For the unruly lies have destroyed the main definition of communication. How unsatisfying it is when you see yourself succeeding while your former counterpart turned to a lifestyle of un-impractical choices.