ChangesA Story by HiraethI wrote this not to immortalize her, but to let my emotions flow away from my body. Every thing still aches.
I remember those late night talks we've had.
It was the time before smartphones ever existed and our love was starting to surface. We used to talk about random things like how I can send you a text of a moving emoji. Now all of your replies are empty. Nothing but exchange of emojies, not a word that makes sense. It's like you've grown tired of talking to me. Did I bore you with my flaws and all of my baggages that you had to deal with? Did you got tired of me asking the same questions, over and over again for the past 7 years? Did you got tired of holding the same hands that used to hold you when you're feeling cold? Did you got tired of the arms that used to hold you when the whole world feels like it's against you? Did you just got tired of me? I have so many questions,I know I'd never have answers to.
All I know is that we can never go back to what we used to. I know that I have to get used to waking up without expecting to see your face or feeling your warmth next to me. I know I will have to deal with the emptiness only you can fill in. I know i have to stop this tears from falling because of the crippling pain inside my chest,
seeing you do the things we used to do,
but not with me anymore. You will go on with your life,
and I will get stuck on what could've been or maybe I'll move on too. Only time can tell the changes that's going to happen in our life. © 2017 HiraethAuthor's Note
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