It....
I wonder if they feel the way i do.. if they dream abt "it".. if everything reminds them of "it".. if they hear a song they heard when they were with "it" time & time again and now cant bear to listen to it.. if they remember "it"s smell.. "it"s soft touch.. the time "it" gave them butterflies like no other thing did.. if they remember "it"s eyes that they said once hypnotized them.. or the way "it" could only touch em.. do they miss "it"s sweet voice.. do they know "it"s thinkin abt them the same time they thinkin abt "it".. do they miss seein "it" everyday now that they dont see "it" as much as they used to.. do they care abt "it"s heart.. and what they are doing to "it" each day that passes.. do they wonder why it was ok to once be selfless and sacrifice for "it" when "it" was a complete stranger but now that "it"s no longer a stranger theyre not worth sacrificing for anymore?? Do they care? Do they hurt like "it" hurts.. unbearable at times.. was it even real for them like it was to "it"? Or was it just somethin to do? Do they let things, people dictate how to really feel about "it" or do they follow their own heart?? B/c those people arent them and can't suffer or be happy for them.. whatever happens those people dont have to deal with.. once long ago the world only consisted of 2 things.. "they & it" .. nothin else mattered.. how it really was a shame to jus let "it" go....
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