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Sadness from the happiest moments
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Its a shame.
It's so sad.
Disappointment.
The sting felt inside.
A heavy sigh.
No one knows.
No one would notice.
Every picture perfect moment, now turned into another dolorous story.
I can remember them.
Can you?
You don't anymore?
Too bad for me?
The weight I feel when you rest your head on my arm.
The tightest hugs you would only give in a blue moon.
These are just two of the many actions you have done that I still desire to experience again.
Because those would be the few cracks in a day where I would not be disturbed by anything or anyone.
Peaceful.
Unbreakable.
It created pure happiness for that ever distraughted ticking organ.
If there was ever a time machine, I would give it to you.
You would then have the opportunity to right the wrongs and to be ever exultant right from the beginning.
I close my eyes,
I can't sleep.
I think of you.
I envision moments where I could make those cheeks hurt again.
I'm really tired.
Mentally.
Unrequited.
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