I've been waiting for you like the sunrise in the morning;
the sweet chirping sound of birds which soothes me the way your morning voice do. 
And I've been waiting for you like the sunset as it embraces the night because I've always wanted to end every single day with you; the clinking of wine glasses, the sharing of silly stories, the laughs which rendered us both breathless.

Breathless, you rendered me.

The thing is, loving me was like letting someone hold the gun for me before I shoot myself. I let people aim it straight to my heart, wishing that they won't pull the trigger.

So I only wished.

Chirps turned into sobs, clinks turned into shatters, sharing turned into shouting, laughs turned into tears.

The day I took the bullet from you was the last day I swore to myself I'll never see the sun again.