Times like this

It's times like this, where one will feel the pain.

It's times like this, where one will carry tears in vein.

It's times like this, one will want a heart without affection. Hopes for the rainbow after rain bloom within the heart, as one longs for the freedom from pain and sorrow.

Narrowed path left one with single direction, reluctant to take the route would just leave one standing. Struggle occurs when hopes to be pushed by time and fear of forgetting stand together in a row.

Under such circumstances, one may get himself chained with thorns and toll his body towards the exit; the addictiveness to pain is born as it is the only thing that links one to her.

It's times like this, one will be as if living in the hell of love.

It's times like this, one will pray for His hand but when He comes, the picture that is not her turns one's head away...

It's times like this, one will be of a fallen angel; being left with nothing but torments, yet still having the wings to fly over and look over her silently.

It was him who didn't cherish her and let her slips through his fingers. It was him who sent her to the arms of others...

It's times like this, one will only realize the importance and be regret. It's times like this, where everything is too late. He knows it's times like this, where he couldn't change a thing. He realizes it's times like this, where he should be moving on...

"It's true that you lived in hell and I were the devil, who was restraining you. I didn't deserve you at all."

"I would cover the grave dug and build a house for us above it. I would create a heaven for you and be the guardian angel only for you."

"However...it's times like this, where I should let you go for you to be cherished, for you to be loved by someone far better than me."

"Let my foolishness be of a guidance. Let my tears be the prayers. Let the pain in me be the pedals on the path to happiness."