I realized the world around me was fragmented and broken......
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I realized the world around me was fragmented and broken... I had to be gentle enough not to scrape against the jagged pieces. I would not be cut today. Hubert Martin
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My heart may be bruised and scarred, bleeding slow drip-drip with every thump and every other thump-thump that widens unsealable wounds. My heart is the strongest part of me. It's survived everything I've thrown at it and much more than it should. Hubert Martin
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Her words were slickly lacquered, dripping with venom that singed the air as they fell. She traced her tongue up my neck and whispered in a way that would shatter glass. "It's the words inbetween, " she said, "those are the ones I truly mean." Then, her toes curled with the release of the truth she kept hidden. Hubert Martin
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When it came to her, I became an indomitable warrior. My muscles became her shield and my lungs aided her breath. She would not fall with me by her side, for I was the wings that sprouted from her back. No one would cross her without first having to survive my wrath. Hubert Martin
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Whether it was in the maze of my fantastical mind or the allure of her gossamer eyes, they took me to undiscovered worlds of azure and metamorphosis. The air shimmered with every breath, the water tightened with every sound. Hubert Martin
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She was the sort of girl who flooded my five senses. Her voice was melody to my ears, her taste gave birth to an eternal thirst, her scent sprouted goosebumps along the length of my body, her touch riveted with electricity that would've been static with any other... all these things considered, it was impossible for me not to stare. I began to see her everywhere, in everything. Hubert Martin
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He spoke in polished honesty free of liar's filth. He said the hardest words with an unshakable voice, a wide smile, with fear and doubt freezing over his core. The truth was the best route, but the truth could always be costly... another truth. A sad truth. Hubert Martin
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My body held on though I held snapped threads in my hands and patches of my flesh were missing entirely. I was proud of my little mess... all the mistakes, every scar and every tear, told a story of a life I was strong enough to bear. I wear a patch of pride upon my chest, showing all my self-glory of the good times and the rest. Hubert Martin
She is beyond any mortal structure of words, yet she...
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She is beyond any mortal structure of words, yet she inspires the effort to try anyway. Hubert Martin
That's what really broke me, she was better than any...
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That's what really broke me, she was better than any fantasy I could hope to imagine. I've spent my life creating, yet she was pristine the likes of which I could never fashion. Hubert Martin
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In time, he began to see the details that held us like invisible stitches together. The scars we held within, the tears despite our dry faces. He saw the little sigh that came with the song. The way our breathing became labored even though nothing seemed wrong. He peeked into the aimless gaze of daydreamers, reliving their worst moments, commending them on being so strong. Hubert Martin
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Hoping fast that my arrow's flight is steady and true, I need this, I need my arrow to find you, To pierce your skin and enter your undecided heart, Please, oh please, this can be our brand new start, Maybe it's not meant to be, Maybe my arrow will miss and strike a tree, But my love for you is strong, it guides my arrow, I cannot miss, the window to your heart is very narrow, It slams shut igniting embers and sparking fury spatter, To my heart and your window, we are known as 'shatter. Hubert Martin
She was exactly right and wrong in the perfect sort...
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She was exactly right and wrong in the perfect sort of way. This kiss would be the first of many, she was the type of girl I would desperately fight for to stay. Hubert Martin
She was the half-whispers born from half-thoughts, the half-breaths of...
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She was the half-whispers born from half-thoughts, the half-breaths of dying half-hearts. Hubert Martin
You are whole today, looking back at fragments of the...
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You are whole today, looking back at fragments of the past. Such a hollow foundation for such a powerful person. Hubert Martin
All my past heartache and pain suddenly made sense. That...
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All my past heartache and pain suddenly made sense. That was who I would not be to the person who deserves the best of me. Hubert Martin
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I wanted nothing more than her attention. Her thoughts filled with me. Her eyes lost in my image. I wanted her so badly I didn't even realize I lost myself in the process. Now, when I look in the mirror, I only see her... where is me? Hubert Martin
It was the end for something. It was the beginning...
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It was the end for something. It was the beginning for another. But in reality it just fell in the middle. In that confusing moment of time between my birth and my death. Hubert Martin
I always thought time was the most valuable currency, but...
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I always thought time was the most valuable currency, but I realized the people we spent our time on and loved us back, that love held even more meaning to me. Hubert Martin
I was burdened with an ever-growing heart on the verge...
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I was burdened with an ever-growing heart on the verge of decay. To save myself, I had to give many pieces of my love away. I hope I can give it all to someone, someday. Hubert Martin