...I wish i could call you and tell you about them.
Good things are happening,
But unfortunately,
It is very saddening.
I wish
I could call you
And tell you
About the things that are arriving.
Or
Hate you
And forget you
For the things I am imagining.
"Everyone is partying hard today. Reason is Me. I don't know anything except the fact that I miss You. You know what, good things are happening, I wish I could call You and tell You about them. You were the one eagerly waiting for this day to come and now here it is, but now You are not here, with me.
Everyone is celebrating as my first book is published today. I am happy too, as I was the second desperete one for this day, the first was You. When I needed everyone's trust and wait and loyalty but in return I only got anxieties, depression and insults. Now here I am celebrating it with those same unworthy people. Can You feel that, how sad it is to enjoy your one of the big days, without the one you really wanted to be with. Everything good happened to me when You were with me. After You, this is the day, that is only for me but now You are not here to see. I wish I could call You and tell You, but unfortunately.
Do You still remember the day, when we were sitting and thinking about the title of my book and You said, "It should be extra thoughtful, so that when people listen to the title of the book, they should awe-stuck and desprete to read it."
Do You what it this book about. No I won't tell you. It's a secret. You know what I was very very nervous about this day, but now I am alright. All I needed was You to talk to. I still remember the day when You left me alone in this world full of materialistic people and things. I cannot forget that day and forgive You for that. But I also can't Even today I was only there sitting on a couch, staring at You, through my mobile phone screen. You know what, people call me mad and I think I am. I cannot explain how much I miss You. I also cannot explain my feelings to anyone. I play happy card and people think I am really happy. You were the one I was comfortable with in sharing my every single feeling.
This is the whole thing I repeatedly do, whenever I feel lonely in a world full of people, but not even a single one there for me. It is very funny to tell You that my close one, is only this 'Grave' in a world of numerous and uncountable people. I feel like it listens to me, the person inside it hears everything that I say, but ofcourse couldn't reply. All hopes end up here and I gather myself to leave and to come again, to tell You what next happens to me.


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