has been stuck with me ever since he called, and told me that things are over.
I somehow get a naggling feeling that I don't think (or it's just me alone) that doesn't want things to be over...
The feeling of wanting closure is consuming me whole...
I honestly haven't been eating well or sleeping well, and I've resorted to drinking remanants of my drowsy cough syrup from my recent doubt of flu as a way to get me to feel all drowsy and then I await for sleep to come to me...
And then I vaguely hear his laughter, and that familar voice, either subconsciously in my dreams or that i'm simply missing him too much...
Then I wake up, feeling a sense of emptiness that I have never ever felt before...
I'm feeling so empty....
Who Ever Loved, That Loved Not at First Sight?
15 years ago
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