Bye
Goodbye And Hello ...
The things that I've been used to and the things that I've been doing. Those I cannot forget. I can still remember moments I had when I was young. Laughing, crying over silly things, corny jokes with the person you used to be with. The person I used to be.
It hurts. I can never forget what happened. Everything changed. New surroundings and new friends. If I can only have one wish, I'd have him by my side. It has been a month and so. Sad and bitter tears fall every now and then. Trying to think of the first step to accept.
I've moved to a different place. Our province. I'm faraway from my home. The place where I grew up with "him". People see me cry. Saying that I'm being dramatic, Over acting or whatever they call persons they don't understand.
I can still be happy. But not as happy as I was before. I can still smile. But that's my only way to hide the tears that might fall. Sadness fill my face. People say I'm lucky cause I'm smart, happy and confident. They don't know that they're the ones that are lucky cause they're complete. I'm confident but they don't know I get scared sometimes. I know that one day, I'll be facing life on my own. My point is that I miss my papa. Living without him, it's like my mind exploded. It sounds corny but it's worth it cause I just wanna move on.
Now, I'll try to live a new life. Every ending is the start of a new beginning. Everything might be fine. One day will come that I'll be happy again. A new hello to the world.
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