So what if i am breakable , if everytime you throw my heart in the ocean i dive after it only to give it back to you in the most sincere way. If it is any consolation whatsoever I want you to know that when i was swimming to the bottom in search of my loving heart I thought of your face and right behind it laid a young boy, pale and lifeless. It was me years earlier before you turned me into this monster. Sad that a kid lost his innocence for the sole reason of making you feel like you were better than you really were because in his eyes you always were. But now he is dead , and with him dies the most awe-inspiring love you will ever know. But , regardless of the disturbing view , i found my heart, now black with grief. It's only identification was the initials you had engraved in the center with your actions. Quickly I came out of the water and before i even bothered to pleasure myself with a long awaited breath i rushed to your side to place my heart in your hands. Maybe it was just the way you looked at it for the most brief time, how in your eyes i could see that you really did love me and you knew you should be with me if you want to be happy, i guess that was what had kept me wet all these years.But, as always , I watched you toss it back in. Only this time i did not watch it hit the water, my eyes never left your's. That is until you walked away. Now here sits a man with his feet hanging in the water, wondering about consequences and repercussions, and living on the thought that one day you will love him, yet refusing to dive in again. Can you remember that boy? The one who lost his life for the cause ? The one who loved you so much that even though he is gone deep in your heart he pounds at you everytime you get a doubt as to why you are with who you are with ? Maybe i should dive in again, after a heart as pure as mine used to be. I am going back to the begginning

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