Sharing an old draft, because reading through it, I thought I can't continue with the same emotions as I have in 2019, so here's an imperfect perfect snippets of what it was for me to miss someone.
Is happiness absolute to everybody?
Why does sadness hides behind smiles?
Are we really happy?
I have heard from the mouth of the devil, that sadness is different from depression
who are we to invalidate a person's feelings?
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I miss you the most
I miss you, in many ways, I long to feel your warmth again
I don;t know if I am awake or just drunk of the idea of you
Am I really in love or love already buried itself to the unknown?
I lie awake, thinking of how you are
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I get to be the saddest person when you leave,
and the happiest when you return.
I dont think the cycle ever break,
but forever I'll wait.
I just hope you'll never see,
someone better than me.
Why does sadness hides behind smiles?
Are we really happy?
I have heard from the mouth of the devil, that sadness is different from depression
who are we to invalidate a person's feelings?
--------------------
I miss you the most
I miss you, in many ways, I long to feel your warmth again
I don;t know if I am awake or just drunk of the idea of you
Am I really in love or love already buried itself to the unknown?
I lie awake, thinking of how you are
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I get to be the saddest person when you leave,
and the happiest when you return.
I dont think the cycle ever break,
but forever I'll wait.
I just hope you'll never see,
someone better than me.
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