orangelyn's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ice u didn't have to tell me. didn't have to make me lie through tears. this princess have been crying. been dying. but he doesn't know. even though he was looking over her. her lips have been icy cold. craking almost eventually. her eyes sore and red from crying. her voice lost amongst the unmerciful pain that she feels. she dare not look up. did not want to know what he was doing outside the walls surrounding her. bitter cold and rough tiles scratch her delicate feet. she could hear laughter from him. she wanted him to be happy. she wanted to see him laugh. but she was afraid to look out of her ice palace and see in his arms another girl. inside she knew. she saw it coming. he had love another. her heart bled. it was scarred. mangled. she wondered if she could love again. she cried. oh so softly. in the misery of her soul. she was missing her heart. it had been snatched away from her and torn apart. she never got it back. she felt betrayed. thinking of how he had cared for her in the past. never letting her suffer. now. he couldn't see. the mist of fog was too thick. he wasn't so innocent anymore. her fist clenched. she shivered. deep in her freezing shell, her memories faded and blending themselves into the nightsky. she couldn't think. she just stared. dauntingly aware that she had lost him to her sister. to another beautiful lady. she yearned for death. yet it wasn't her time. her glass heart had shattered. slowly, she picked up a glass piece. bent over. drew her tear-stained sleeve only to reveal her translucent ivory skin. steadily she stretched out her wrist. through warm tears she drew upon her wrists. many lines of hurt and pain. she felt nothing. physically worn out that night. her prince was sleeping with his other. embracing her like no other. torns pierced her precious beating heart. her scarlet tears fell like broken pearls. she felt herself leave. with outstretched hands, she left her only ring in his palm. wishing it will stay dere. seemingly, she dissappeared after her last glance at him. he didn't know. Only early that summer morning when he woke to find her ring, he found her fragile shell. laid inside that palace of hers. so cold and empty. broken and used. still he didn't know all bout the scarlet tears. about this little princess who had given up everything for him. he didn't know. didn't know how much she had loved him. 11:08 p.m. - Thursday, Jun. 03, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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