I met a person

I met a person.
A person full of sadness.
Every word which came out of his mouth, every sentence, every line,
there would be a sign of sadness in it.
He was desperate, and his emotions were full of negativity,
I could see his hopes, fading slowly, slowly...
Every once in a while, he would close his eyes and think about what he has been through.
How many people he hurt, how many people's lives he destroyed, how many peoples dreams he'd crushed.
And slowly, gently,
a teardrop falls from his eyes, and he cried himself to sleep.

I met a person.
A person full of hatred.
Everything she said, would point back at the same few people in her life.
Cursing, revolving around problems which were yet to be solved.
Her emotions ran all over the place, flying sky high like flames of fury.
Crimson eyes full of revenge, hatred.
They looked at me, and I looked back at them.
Nothing.
Other than the hate they carried,
nothing.

I met a person.
A person full of emptiness.
She would daze off, not wanting to care about the things happening around her.
Her heart broken, she does not speak.
Words didn't came out from her lips, tears didn't fall down her cheeks.
Emotionless face, lifeless body.
The people backstabbing her, now and then,
she didn't bothered anymore.
The makeup she wore, the pretty clothes she wore, all of it was trash.
Now that he's gone,
and he's never coming back.
Pity,
yet,
she was too empty to feel pity.

I met a person.
A person full of......












love.
:)

Cheer up, everything will be alright.
Believe me, release all those tensions,
take a deep breath,
and

smile.