.... for granted.
I cannot understand you and your way.
What am I? An object of your attention? A toy?
Not a word for days that pass, and then suddenly, you call. You pretend that nothing has changed, and I believe it too. Laughter and joy, hope and faith. Not a concern in the world.
Soon you shall leave again, as you always do. And I am left, groping in the dark.
It had been long and the wound had healed. I had learnt to live with the loneliness and emptiness. And then you called, filling up the void that shall soon return.
Do you not see what it does to me?
I cannot understand you and your way.
6 comments:
that almost describes my day today. except i wonder if i have right to be that dramatic about it. i dont know. but i felt like it. and i would have said similar things if i'd posted on it. thank you.
You're welcome.
Though it is always appreciated if one shares ones own experiences in one's own words.
i just did. the best i could, under suddenly aggravated circumstances.
This is good stuff. I like :)
did i tell you that i really like the background that you have?
n btw, this post is one of my most favourite ones on this blog..
The credit for the background goes to Blogger.. it's theirs..
For the post, to me! Thank you!
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