hello tomorrow

Unspeakable feelings unspoken

  • 4th June
    2014
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    2014
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  • 17th May
    2014
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I am sad and have a passion for unknown, distant places. I want to see the world. And I would love it, if I just had the chance to get away for a little while. But sadly, things aren’t that easy; desire won’t change a thing.
Abraham M. Alghanem, A Dying Flower (via perfect)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via alittleheartandruh)

  • 15th May
    2014
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Walking Together

It’s Thursday 15th may 2014,

after rain afternoon

and so windy.

Here is I am, but not my mind

It travels back in time, to when we sit side by side.

I was here often, how about you? Or even forget this scene ever existed.

Then I’ll drown myself to our old conversation,

when we laughed and cried at the same thing,

when we were angry and anxious for the same thing,

when we were dreaming the same dream, wishing the same wish

when we cheer each other up, lend each other’s shoulder, be strong for each other’s sake.

We both agree that those moment are precious, don’t we?

And I don’t know how long had I closed my eyes,

but when they’re opened, you’re not here anymore.

You’re gone.

Not your fault.

You thought that I would walk with you,

I thought you would stay with me.

Not your fault, probably mine.

And I don’t hate you,

though sometimes I’m crying longing the past time,

while you probably laughing at your present.

I don’t hate you, I probably hate myself,

For not being there with you.

I’m not asking you to come back,

just please slower your pace,

I’ll run as fast as I can

just slower your pace,

so I can reach you,

and one more time,

let’s dream the same dream again,

and this time, i will always by your side,

walking together.

  • 12th May
    2014
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    2014
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    2014
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