For the time being i thought i was   safe.                In his arms, with his kiss, in our gaze.      My eyes were open, wide awake even.       Big brown eyes i saw everyday look into mine.       Untill that day, i saw who he had become.       With every passing thought i refused to believe the monster was growing.      I, myself, had let it grow.      Too deep within what used to be and refused to see that i no longer knew him.                                              I no longer knew myself.       Looking in the mirror, i saw someone i was not as well.       We, we were the romeo & juliet the world put us out to be.                       That day, that warm fall day, i realized we love who we dont know.

They dont know

She lies in bed, hair dripping down her face. The beam of light disappearing then reappearing. Everytime she sees the darkness her demons come rushing at her. Then the beam of light breaks the trance. No-one on the other side of her closed door, carrying on with their lives.        Or the person taking their sweet time to respond to her, knows.             They dont know that the 10 minutes of "i was busy" or the ignorance of her presence in a room destroys her. They dont know she debates whether to pick up and leave or stay, fight her battle. They dont know she crys at night, because she cant simply sleep. They dont know that till this day she cant forget the sacred scars that she wears. They dont know...