I recall those grey, lone, lifeless, hopeless days yet so warm, miraculously hopeful, and enormous that my heart felt. Her scent... fills my petty lung with such a full of happiness which would make my feet lighter than ever as well as numb. Goddess-like eyes to stare all day exception of boredom. Such a bright adolescence guided times that should be cherished in my heart and soul until I die. The feeling of giving up everything for her, might of doing everything to see her smile, most daringly winning her heart. I, however, only did not do everything I could while blinded by my foul, momentary, big yet narrow pride. I am to blame that she left forever from me in this poor isolated world. If only I had known to tell my pure pristine affections for her before she long gone to the world that exists in horizon, which I might not see ever in my life, I would not regretting till today. Nor time or trifles would make me forget her. Thus, I beg future would let me see her, although, it will be an yesterday after day and the grey days would never come again as river never flows backwards.
Read slow while listening. Feel it.
No comments:
Post a Comment