It's been so long.
The ghost of her whisper has left my memory. All I have left to remember are bits and pieces of our past. Happy memories that make me long for her friendship, along with cold words and hateful intentions. It's a bittersweet feeling. The very same which ignites a flame that both burns for desire and anger. It hurts. But that hurt is numbed when she sends a text message at a random time. It saddens me, that I've forgotten her voice. Because it was that very thing that held me securely to this life and helped me grow. I no longer hear her call in the wind. I no her the memory if her laugh. I can't recall it. And now, it can never be as it used to be.
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