3 in the morning, eyes wide awake. Heart aches for something I longed for. I miss the old days. I miss the old conversations. I miss the old you. We run out of things to say.I have so much to say to you. My head is full of stories I want to tell you. All the problems,the fear,the nightmares.And I want to tell you everything from the very beginning,without leaving out a single detail. But where is the beginning? And what is everything? What am I going to tell you? Maybe there aren't anything new to talk about. Maybe there aren't anything lovely to talk about anymore . I want to keep talking to you,however the efforts to keep the conversation going,all to no avail.This could all go horribly wrong. But it might just work out and right now, that’s good enough for me.From the very first day,when I looked at you,I swore to myself that I will love you in any condition and under any circumstance. But,under this circumstance,I don't know. I really don't know anymore.
Lydiana... I wish I knew what to say here... promises are hard to break... but holding on when it doesn't feel right is never a good idea either. I hope you make the decision that is the best for you ♡
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