Density
The sound of the waves hitting the rock break the silence of thoughts. It’s beautiful indeed; the scene in my mind were playing that is about you and me. Things that tickle my emotion and affection towards you; grasping your hand and kisses you gently on the lips.
The urge of not to lose you rises day by day until it suffocates me. It fills my lungs that unable for me to breath. For a moment, I thought I am going to die; dying without your arms to rest upon, without seeing your last tearful smile and without holding you tight for the last time.
Suddenly, I wake up in a pitch dark room. As I groping my left side of bed expecting to grab your arms, it hits me. The reality, it hits me; that you are forever no more as you left leaving me at the end of the cliff. If I could, I would jump but the pain which excruciates me preventing myself to do so. That so called pain when you walk away.
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