5 years ago,
There was a time when I dreamt about him a lot,
thought about words to say if I finally get a chance to meet him again.
But he and I never really reunited,
left me behind with all those supposed-to-end-up-good dreams,
that never happened.
And all the words sunk in my head, dug bigger hole in my chest,
and all the questions never got answered,
left me wonder and keep asking and crying.
It took months to heal and years to finally understand.
Here I am, 5 years later,
And one step from here the same story seems to be waiting for me.
All I want is a closure,
but I’d rather prepare for the worse,
that I should find myself another understanding.
11 December 2008
19:11
If you had known that love hurts, would you have preferred not to fall at all?
*Waking Up To Us by Belle And Sebastian
