Extinguished

Another storm raging within me. The world outside my window is a blur of gray. Every raindrop that falls from the heavens seems to carry a piece of my heart with it, washing it away with the relentless torrent. Leaving me feeling more hollow with each passing moment. I am a prisoner of my own house, unable to escape the confines of my grief.

I once believed love was a tranquil oasis. But now, it feels like an unrelenting war against forces beyond my control. I feel like I'm drowning, suffocating under the weight of societal expectations. You've been extinguished, leaving me in the darkness of despair. A heavy stone around my neck. I gasp for air in a world that doesn't seem to want me.

They paint me as a stain on their perfect little family portrait. It's as if I'm a leech sucking the life from their prized possession. But I'm only a young woman with a heart full of love. Their words feel like a thousand tiny daggers, impaling my soul.

I long for the simple days when our love was a secret, precious treasure. Untainted by the prying eyes of others. I've tried to stand tall against the acid rain. But now it seems so unattainable, like a distant star I can only admire from afar. And nothing I do seems to be enough.

I fear that this is slowly eroding the foundation of our love. Honey, I can feel it crumbling beneath our feet.

You try to be strong for both of us, but I can see the strain it's putting on you. You're caught in a crossfire between your heart and your duty. It's a heavy burden to bear.

Sometimes, I wonder if it's all worth it. If the pain and heartache are worth fighting for. Oh, I wish I could just vanish into thin air and leave all of this behind. But then I look into your hopeful gaze, and I see a love so pure, so unconditional. And I know that I can't give up on us.

I'm tired of being a victim. I'm tired of feeling like I don't belong. I'm going to fight for our love. No matter what it takes. No matter how difficult it may become. I'm going to prove to everyone, including myself, that we are worth fighting for.

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