The end of us.

I vowed to never stare, a single glance can make everything disappear, break everything in shape: my eyes left to collect the remains.

I let myself go, to end the risk of wanting more.

But I failed, the beauty of nature has me amazed.

My heartache disappeared.

My word was betrayed, and I lost to fate.

I sense a bitter taste.

My hurt left no trace as if I didn’t give my everything to keep it near.

I am alone again, why must everything end?

Just like the story of her and now my hurt.

My love for the two can’t ever be renewed.

I always thought of people who leave to be beneath the loyalty that subsides in me.

But I forgot nature and one of its many betrayals.

I lost everything I yearned for, only to lose her.

I worked half my life to attain something that had already died.

The loss of love: the very act of God himself.

And I am not the one to sit and think of a scenario better than,

But I

Have lost my vision.

I resign from the sight of a new season,