Empty House

I was a vacant house. I was an ruined house that sat as the fifth house of nine houses. All the other eight were always filled with wonder and love when I was alone and empty. No one wanted this house. Broken windows, faded paint, cracked ceilings, stairs with holes, who would want something that has been used and never repaired.

No one wanted me. 

'Til one day, someone happened to be walking by, looking for a place to stay. He saw me. Decided to come inside and take a look around all my sorrows and pain. "I'll help you", said Jacob. So then he came back the next day with tools like "Laughter", "Joy", "Wonder", and "Pure Happiness". I was impressed by his improvement. The living room looked beautiful now. The house was starting to look beautiful once more. He came everyday just as he said. Everyday he brought the same tools, but slowly he got tired.

Tired of seeing the same wounds, tears, and the repetition of heart breaks.
He left me as quickly as the others did.
And like before, I became alone again. 

Artworks

                                                      This beauty's one of my favorites.

                                                            Professor McGonagall

                                                             Mermaid And A Locket

                                                           

                                                                    Wendy Darling

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I'm Terrified

I am terrified to try again. 

I am terrified of another one.

I am terrified of falling for you. 

I am terrified of the feelings I feel in me. 

I fight it all, hoping it's not love. 

Just a little word and I'm head over heels

Ugly, is how I feel towards you. 

Special, is how I see you. 

Typical me, falling for someone who happens to not love me. 

In this heart of mine, I am willing to risk it for you.

Nothing hurts more to me than having the one you love the most leaving you.

Can't Remember...

I can't remember the last time I woke up at five in the morning to just talk to him.

I can't remember the last time I freak whenever he doesn't reply my text messages to him. 

I can't remember the last time I stayed up all night on the phone just trying to keep him from crying because the girl he likes just doesn't feel the same way about him.
I can't remember when was the last time I actually felt like he cared.
I can't remember the last time I stayed up all night just worrying about him. Hoping he's not thinking about suicide.

I can't remember the last time I tried to make him see that I care.

I can't remember the last time I bid him "Goodnight" and "I love you".


Jacob never saw. He never saw how much it hurts whenever he asked me for advice on how to make her feel the same way that he did. Even when I told him that someone out there will love him forever, but Jacob never saw. He never saw that the someone I was talking about...the someone who will love him forever...the someone he deserves...was me.
How stupid of me. To think that someone like him would actually like someone like me. What's wrong with me? Why did I do that to Jacob? Why did I let myself think that it was love? How stupid can one person be? Why did I ever even thought that I felt something for him? What came to my mind and let him find out?