8
2 days..
Yet, another dreadful morning
Last night was the hardest though
I couldn't seem to sleep soundly
Knowing your soft snoring wasn't beside me
Knowing I can't be inside your warming embrace
The strongest arms that ever did hold me
In those moments I was content
Now, I'm hopeless and distressed
Empty.
Cold.
So, unbelievably cold
Dreadful.
I'm grieving of a loss of someone who is still alive..
Funny, isn't it..?
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