I'm down to my last cigarette.
And I'm thinking of you..
Damn! You looked pretty on your last picture. And I don't even know how the heck it stayed with me.
Damn you... and your pretty smile.
I've always liked you.. and cherished you.. and worshipped God for giving me a glimpse of heaven in your brown eyes.
Sometimes, I can't sleep because I don't want to dream of something.. something that will make me forget about you..
... because I think about you every waking day.
And I torture myself because of that but it's good because I feel something and it hurts because it won't go away easy but it's okay because I love it.
I need to forgive myself sometime. I need to move. I need to stop hurting.
But then again, I will forget about you... You and your darn smile.
When did I start keeping you close to my heart?
I can't remember.
I can only see you.. amongst the many things I should be looking at.
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Yuck... Kahiya amf.. Weak ka Kuya, weak!
Wednesday, July 9
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