A call from you woke me up, it made sure that I wasn't wrong. The sun is up indeed, behind those curtains is another world where there are busy people everywhere, doing their own things, racing against time. You reminded me of that, telling me that I shouldn't be doing what I was doing. Maybe I was dreaming, maybe I was exhausted, or maybe I just didn't want to listen, I mumbled a little and headed right back into dreamland.
The afternoon has arrived, I heard my clock ticked, it was 2p.m. I felt like I couldn't force myself to continue sleeping any longer, I'd always get bad dreams if I do. Reluctantly, I dragged myself out of bed, sat myself down in front of the computer and watched National Geographic. It was the episode about the 2011 incidents in Japan. For the whole one hour, I was quiet and tears just kept flowing down my cheeks.
Come home soon.
Come home soon.
My best friend wanted to slap me for behaving like this.
It's not the end of the world I know, but everything I do reminds me of you.
Only you,
Bee.
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