Evan looks at me with an empty face. He said he was tired of trying to be with me, trying to shower me with his unconditional love, when its all seem to be unnoticeable by me. He said that my ignorance really had driven him crazy. He said that my sense of unlovable had hurt him, cut him into pieces. I guess if he go all the way of using the word 'heartless' on me, I will still accept it. Who knows, it might be true.
I can see there's a trace of tears filling his eyes. Poor Evan. I really didn't mean to hurt him. But its like a fate written down on me, on my book of justice. I'm like a flower with a killing poison. Whoever tried to hold me down will end up like Evan. Broken-hearted.
"I've been trying hard to save you, to save us. But it seems like you refused to be saved.." I raise my head the moment Evan finish his sentence. Without thinking, I give him an answer that i don't even think he appreciate it. "I don't need to be saved" Evan sigh. A loud, painful sigh. As if it is how his wounded heart sounding at the moment.
"yeah, its always like that with you. You don't need to be helped, you don't need to be saved, you don't need to be loved. I just feel very frustrated. Olivia, i don't understand why you have to suffer yourself" There he goes blurting out all that to me. I wish i can tell him, that this is not the first time i heard those statement. He is not the first one who finds my heartless soul as a killing weapon thats wondering out there, looking for the next victim. He just not the first one.
The view of SevenSky tower fit my eyes. From the distance, the only see-able image of that tower are those blue neon, blinking it way throughout the decent building. SevenSky, even though not the tallest building in the world, held the position of the tallest and most outrageous artistic work of art in this city. And there it stood strongly, showing off her flatters of neons. Oh, I envy those neons, they seem to be very happy there.
"See you around Via, i will always love you" Evan stand up before me, and walked away. I feel the warmth of blood all over my face. Again, he is not the first one who walked away on me. In front of me, out of my life. I just wish that Evan would be the last, so that i don't have to hold this hurtful feeling anymore. Because no matter how many times it happens, it still hurts like it is the first time.
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