Life could be as complex as balancing chemical equations.

"I loved you..." I articulated well.

Maybe you simply don't understand. But things would be bound to be easier for you in the future. I can't promise you that I would stay longer through the night. Just like before -- how I used to feel the warmth of your voice like a melody to my ears. How I used to knock on your apartment door and you'd answer in a cannonade. How you used to make me squeal in delight everytime you hug me and tickle me like we'll be living eternally.

And finally, like shifting back to reality, I saw the look in your eyes. Your face was the canvas and there's a painting portrayed in there. You told me that I perfectly suit you and we should take this seriously.

"I loved you...but you know how matters are." Your being was poisonous, like I've been bitten by a basilisk. I was poisoned by life's reality. It was like drinking a cup of venom. I'm trying to run and run but I went nowhere. You engulfed my whole being.

You entered without knocking this time and you captivated me. I didn't notice it at once but you pinned me to the wall. I realized your grasp was like the injustices of this world. I'm trying to escape it as soon as possible but it just wouldn't budge. And now I'm left here, crestfallen.