Confession #177 Confessors gender: Male Batch: 2008 Its funny - TopicsExpress



          

Confession #177 Confessors gender: Male Batch: 2008 Its funny how sometimes the bed seems to understand me and comforts me. Cos i dream of you. I dream of us sitting at a posh restaurant and ordering our daily special. Then we hold hands and look each other deep in to the eyes. Your deep brownish-black eyes that seems to be saying to me we are together and i love you. Then we would laugh off about the ordeal and you would start to hum a tune to which i would cover my ears just to irritate you. But then i wake up just to feel the cold wall against me and just the bed giving me a little warmth. Its not your eyes that i look into now. Its only emptiness that i can only see within me reminding me i am alone now. Its not your hands that once fit into the spaces between my fingers now, but only the cold wind that brushes between my fingers. Its not us that laugh together now, but its only me feeling blue. Its not you who walks by my side now, its my lone shadow not by my side but behind me taunting my walk. Its not me covering my ears when you hum a song, but me covering my ears to the voices in my head that haunts me. Sigh!! I wish.... I just wish......
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 04:14:11 +0000

Trending Topics



Recently Viewed Topics




© 2015