Everything ends .. everything has to end ..
Morning always came too soon and u always had to rush ... i take a shower , lie down and inhale what i loved the most .. trying to figure out why i was there .. and it would be time for me to leave ...
Then he calls .. and everything stops .. . i could pass out in his arms .. it was a place of heaven .. how i love every bit of it in the most senseless way ... what a mess ive left .. what a mess it was ... ....
Today i lay here ... wishing i slept ... it might rain soon and i might cry soon too .. why do we know what we are missing ?
Few days back
It was a mormal day , like everyother .. but it could be the last day for someone ... its amazing how you can feel the pain of others ... how ur heartbreaks for someone you never met .. the hopes and dreams they would have had for him .. died with him ... such is life , i remind myself
Makes me wonder why my sadness is ? what is it that i am looking for ? what makes me happy ? i think its my thoughts ... imaginary friend comes and leaves ... we all need space from eachother ... i have reasons for me to convince im lucky ... taking a look at the world around , one news channel should be able to make me realize i'm one of the luckiest ...... being ungrateful is just not right ...
And i try to talk , chit chat maybe gossip .. thats how people live , ive seen .. the scenario was her boyfriend broke up with her and now is dating someone new .. and obviously her main focus was how unbelievable it was ... nothing made sense to me , if he leaves then he must not want her anymore ... whats there not to get ? i miserably failed being part of that conversation ...
Next would be trying to do something productive with my time .. productive as in something i can makes some money out of ? i suppose ... lets see paint?? make frames ,? cards ? who would seriously buy what I MAKE !!
Maybe i should try harder to sleep when im supposed to ? Try harder to not wonder is you were around ? its just that i miss you and wish you would call again .. this time i wont mind listening to instructions you give for hours and hours ... one is allowed to miss their mum i suppose ...
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