Listen to me,
Are you really listening to me? or my words are just passing through your mind like a shadow not welcomed to the world
If you are listening to me,
and not preparing your story to be told I have to tell you something that make my bones and skin crawl in grief as the gloominess enters my soul...
I miss him
this feeling is quite unknown But I start listening his name everywhere I start seeing people like him everywhere It's a cycle it always happen like this
People just tend to forget me
while my world turns into a world where the king is their name this feeling is quite unknown I have never miss someone enough for my bones to hurt
when the emotional pain is at its highest point that makes a bridge into the physical form it's quite unknown I wish it would just stop but that's not my essence
that's not me...
so the only question that remains is When will it stop? maybe when I would stop caring but I know that feeling will never succeed will never conquered my thoughts or soul
Are you listening to me?
'cause I miss you I miss you a lot
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