Oct 24, 2007
As he had told me, this is by far his best portrait. I confess that i reach back and try to hold his hand when i look at it. Funny... There's nothing but the screen. I confess that it reminds me of the time when I accompanied him to the airport.
Brief is the only way I can describe it. Kissed him goodbye and left. It was difficult to swallow all of a sudden. I felt the threat of my cheeks getting damp. But no tears came. Only thoughts of seeing myself still in the airport, still in his embrace, afraid to let go. And then finally the urge of going back. But I never did. I remember that it rained really hard while i still suffer the shock of his absence. Dramatic, isn't it? But the rain subsided as i neared home. Tomorrow will be another day after all, i thought. In the back of mind another voice answered, without him.
It's hard convincing yourself to be strong because it's alright and that you'll see him again soon. It's easier to just let go. It would make you feel better and it is actually alright and of course you'll see him again. Because sometimes you just have to get rid of the awful feeling of getting used to not having him around all the time. Because sometimes you just have to cry.
It's just natural to reach back out for him. To stay a while longer and even just hold hands without saying a word. My only regret was I wish I really had.
Brief is the only way I can describe it. Kissed him goodbye and left. It was difficult to swallow all of a sudden. I felt the threat of my cheeks getting damp. But no tears came. Only thoughts of seeing myself still in the airport, still in his embrace, afraid to let go. And then finally the urge of going back. But I never did. I remember that it rained really hard while i still suffer the shock of his absence. Dramatic, isn't it? But the rain subsided as i neared home. Tomorrow will be another day after all, i thought. In the back of mind another voice answered, without him.
It's hard convincing yourself to be strong because it's alright and that you'll see him again soon. It's easier to just let go. It would make you feel better and it is actually alright and of course you'll see him again. Because sometimes you just have to get rid of the awful feeling of getting used to not having him around all the time. Because sometimes you just have to cry.
It's just natural to reach back out for him. To stay a while longer and even just hold hands without saying a word. My only regret was I wish I really had.
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