wondering
where, what, why the picture? Well, that’s the dock/seaside/beach or whatever
you call it, me and W.Y often go previously to our dates. We often sat the bus
all the way to its last or near last stops and alight to find this “magical”
(at least to us) place, which we stumbled upon unintentionally. I loved it
there with him, it was like a place we talked our hearts out. No one, will I ever
bring to replace him to this place. So, I kinda went alone that day, early in
the morning. Yes, ofcourse there’s the heartache, from the emptiness and ever
existent feeling that there’s an empty space that was beside me back then… yes,
I missed him terribly and I’m just gonna say it, going back to this place made
me realize how much I loved this guy, and how many memories there are for me to
grieve over the lost of him. And well, W.Y, do you know OUR PLACE, our lovely
place, had such a beautiful view of the sunrise?
Well,
I was stupid but happy, since it was so far away and so dangerous and deserted
there yet I still went for god knows why. However, I guess it was worth it. I sat
exactly at the bench we sat at then… and everything, came back like a replay,
and I could almost hear his voice speaking to me. Yes, I smiled through tears,
he was always there, in my heart and in my mind. Going back there which I was
afraid to go since the break because of the foreseen pain… I found out that,
the memories didn’t fade as time pass, they just grew more important and hid,
at the deepest and darkest corner of my brain, coming out when I really missed
him too much. I sat there even though the sun was glaring and it was really
warm, I sat there even though half of my mind was screaming for me to leave, to
beware of the pain that would hit, the wound that would be ripped open once
again, I sat there when every lovely memory that hit me like an electric shock
played through my brain, and I refused to leave, refuse to leave the place,
where I could still clearly believe, it was not all but a dream. but ofcourse, i soon found it difficult to breathe, because i really had the urge to let go and cry out, and really beg whoever there may be to help me, to help me get the guy that i so much wanted, back into my life, back into my arms. because, i am really hurting without him.
Despite all, i was still happy. yes, still insanely happy...
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