While I was checking my archives, I found this. Written for about three years ago; perhaps about a guy who came and saved me for a little while or an insert to a written story way back then. Whoever it was, I couldn’t remember. I can’t seem to recall and brood over who I was referring to.
I can’t forget things and people but there are some I choose to. Maybe he was one of those, I’m not sure.
But for those who are having the same emotions as mine while I wrote down these words years ago, you’ll get through it. Just keep on moving.
May 16th, 2010 at 11:04AM
TIME
If I do have the powers to turn back time, I will surely do it. I will forget about the world just for now and think of you solemnly and reminisce those short good memories. If I do have the powers to have the love I want and turn the wrong to right, to switch the off to on and to make the truth from the lies…. I will. I miss you, I so much miss you. I miss your voice, I miss those topics we used to talk to, I miss the laughter and those stories we shared. Maybe it’s all on a dream, but this time I can’t believe that it was the worst nightmare. I don’t want to lose you, but actually you are already gone. I know that you left before goodbye, and I don’t want to assume on anything because there was really no us, it is just you and me, and now… I was left here, no you at all, “I” was the one thing left. This moment is what I am truly thinking of, to post this kind of thing (that was actually describing you). You left me hanging here and I know you are not so sure about this. I know you ain’t coming back, why can’t you stay just long enough to explain?
See how labo and grammatically shitty it was? Thought’s going to count, still.
Shainne Hostalero 