It might be haunting me
It might be asking why I didn't take good care of him
It might be wanting to say goodbye in a nicer way
All that I couldn't give
All that I have to take away
The night it all came back
The dreams..
They were like fantasy
Yet I felt so uneasy
It was uncomfortable
The chase
The maze
The weird 'monsters'
Just like a kid
Running to your bed
Telling you that there is a monster creeping into his/her sleep
Why would I..
be so affected by this unrest?
I could run to no one
There isn't a single soul I could feel the calm from
The familiar one.. is no longer here
When I dialled his numbers knowing he couldn't provide the kind of comfort he used to give
I felt weak yet I couldn't stop my fingers.
Just..
If only..
Baby, I'm sorry.
I should be depending on no one.
I should stay strong even if it means solitary.
p.s: Quintus, I'll always remember you.
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