Out of the blue this intense sadness overcomes you. It fills your heart with emptiness. It's a paradox, really, something that fills something else with nothing.
You miss her.
You are not sure how to describe so many different new feelings. You miss what you didn't have, miss what you dreamed of having. It's like knowing you saw the sun rise for the very last time, but you weren't aware of it and didn't pay too much attention. You took it for granted. Now that's gone, and gone for good, you just stand there everyday still waiting for something that won't happen, wishing, praying to God that He would give you another chance.
You cry but you don't even know exactly why. Are those tears of regret? Do you feel guilty? Are you crying for yourself? You are a pitiful thing. Still, your lungs are filled of too much air that it makes it impossible to breath properly. How can you understand that? The tears that you try to hide now come down followed by a sound of pain from your lips. It's the monsoon of your heart. Will anything flourish from that?
I miss her.
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