Every day a pearl leaves my heart. She breaks away, rolls on the cold ground, and then I know I'm seeing her for the last time. It flashes before my eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, changes its appearance - it becomes a salty tear. They fall off one by one and I know I can't save them. My feelings explode and create a pearl tsunami in my heart. It loses its luster, it loses its purity, with it my soul dies. There is still time, but I don't know how much longer it will last, without love shrouded in darkness. A man without a heart is like a child without dreams. I don't want to be like all the other lost souls, I'm myself and that's why it hurts so much. Terrible pain in me, I can't stand it. When my heart and soul die, I will die with them.
1 bigmagnumpi answered
Incredibly beautiful, thank you for sharing it with us!