it’s sunny today, a bit of quick rain in the afternoon but im starting to hate sunday evening with its dragged out dawn. human being is a creature that is too sensitive of loneliness, all it takes is an deserted hallway, a few empty chairs and shadows that slowly creep on walls, and we [or at least, I] begin to crumble in fear of loneliness, too scared to run away, numb to the depth of soul. too weak!
I lay my head next to her. She smells so good, the smells of wild lavender that makes me forget everything and fall into sleep. Suddenly, there is a slight pressure on my back, when I open my eyes; I saw a sad & tire little eye looking at me. She told me she scares, she said that she has a dream, but it seems like this dream is fainting away.
She does not want to run away, but she does not want to see her dream breaking a part either. She is sitting there & don’t know what to do (well, she knows what to do, but she tried it once and it did not work, so she scares to try it again). There is nothing I can do, accept making her smile though my cuteness. I guess that should take some pressures off of her little shoulder (even though just a little tiny bit of pressure, just for a short little time, but still that is something).
Tomorrow maybe better, maybe worse, but whatever happened – just try your best
I believe in you.
it’s sunny today, a bit of quick rain in the afternoon but im starting to hate sunday evening with its dragged out dawn. human being is a creature that is too sensitive of loneliness, all it takes is an deserted hallway, a few empty chairs and shadows that slowly creep on walls, and we [or at least, I] begin to crumble in fear of loneliness, too scared to run away, numb to the depth of soul. too weak!
but tomorrow is a better day!
I lay my head next to her. She smells so good, the smells of wild lavender that makes me forget everything and fall into sleep. Suddenly, there is a slight pressure on my back, when I open my eyes; I saw a sad & tire little eye looking at me. She told me she scares, she said that she has a dream, but it seems like this dream is fainting away.
She does not want to run away, but she does not want to see her dream breaking a part either. She is sitting there & don’t know what to do (well, she knows what to do, but she tried it once and it did not work, so she scares to try it again). There is nothing I can do, accept making her smile though my cuteness. I guess that should take some pressures off of her little shoulder (even though just a little tiny bit of pressure, just for a short little time, but still that is something).
Tomorrow maybe better, maybe worse, but whatever happened – just try your best
I believe in you.