I am a stranger to myself somedays
I constantly check my phone for texts which i know will never exist now.
My laughter turns into sobs. I weep oh boy do i weep, into the ground with a crumbled body shaking through hell
Still unaware of what i lost and what i look for .
May be i am looking for the friendship which i thought i would cherish my whole life or may be the promises which i thought are meant to be lived together.
Now when he is gone all his promises are gone too. If you are never going to talk to me again that’s ok. I know you promised me 5 months back that you are never going to leave me in the middle of chaos. Whenever i will look back i will always have your hands on my back to push me towards my journey of life. To help me to heal my wounds. But i also know that sometimes it snows in the middle of april. Now when you are gone
A NOTE TO SELF: Now i understood that things happen that aren’t supposed to.
– from the last letter i ever wrote to you
Even when my body has decayed and returned back to the dirt, my soul will still wander amidst the lush green air and the cries of the sky. I will be the source of unkept unrest on the earth. I will not stop until i will find where the last piece of my puzzle fits.
A NOT TO SELF: I WILL NOT LOOSE, I WILL NOT DIE……..