Dearest Friend,
It is past 12:00 am
I am laid down in my bed-
Not counting sheep, but thinking of you
It sucks because I can’t get you out of my head—
I think of all the good moments we had
The times you made me laugh and smile
During my most rainy days all the while.--
I think of your touch, your kiss
A passionate bliss.
Do you remember it?
Until….
You left, you were gone.
I realized it was just a dream. It is done.
My once colored world turned to a gloomy nightmare.
I wish you knew what I feel.
I am grasped in a sudden agony of despair; it’s so real.
I am Lost. Isolated. Miserable, Shattered, Alone.
Lost, isolated, miserable, shattered, Alone.
It is as if you’ve taken my soul.
And what’s left of me is my dead walking body.
I am nobody.
Things have changed. It’s different now.
It is as if I never existed. But how?
I don’t understand.
You don’t look at me the same way,
Or smile that lovely smile that would brighten my day.
Weird part is, you hate me
Yet I still love you.
Nothing hurts more--
Than knowing that he meant the world to you,
But you meant nothing to him.
At least, not today.
So I say to you these last words-
Thank you for all those precious moments you gave me
They mean a lot, although it didn’t last.
Heh, nothing does huh?
How stupid I was to think in fairy tales.
But this isn’t a fairy tale, its reality. Love fails.
I ask myself, should I regret loving you?
Oh, love may be cruel,
But if I didn’t meet you
I wouldn’t know its sublime power.
I forgive you. After all, all good things come to an end.
You were always my companion, my sweet, dearest friend.
So thank you.
I shall accept it and go home now.
It is time for me to move in a different path.
If I don’t, I will be doomed forever concealing this wrath.
But I tell you this, I shall love again.
You just weren’t the one.
It was nice meeting you Love,
Farewell, my dearest friend.
Love,
Me.