The nice thing about it though was that the face was different, almost like she was on drugs. I didn´t reqognize it anymore and I had known it for quite a while. The face of a ghost. No life in it, just faking it. I saw it for some seconds and I didn´t reqognize the face anymore and this was someone I actually had loved but now it was dead and I felt some kind of relief, strange but a bit scary. It was time to move on. Although it keeps haunting me in my head almost every night when I fall asleep. So no more feeling bad about shit, just pure loneliness turned into lovely happiness in a near future.
Remember, the feeling is just TEMPORARY.
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