I will never forget those mornings we dreaded, hatred of the afternoon, the uncertainties in the evening.

Sunday, 16 February 2014

No one has to run away, you know.

You know the story of Noah and Allie?

The only thing different is that we already have the notebook.

There are two versions, one with you and one with me.

And even if you throw yours away and try to forget everything, I'm gonna chase after you with these memories and show you that some things don't change.

I'll read everything to you, as long as you promise not to leave. And even if you do, I'm still gonna force you to listen to me, and I'm going to make you come back.

Unless it hurts you.

But I promise that I won't let you be unhappy.

Even when the pages turn yellow, please don't tear them away.

Even if the cover softens with age, please don't rip it off.

Even if you are gonna leave, please take it with you.

And when the papers fall out, and everything starts to crumble, I'm gonna put it all back together.

Just like how you did with me.

When you put all the broken pieces together.

And being here without you
It’s like I’m waking up to
Only half a blue sky
Kinda there but not quite
I’m walking round with just one shoe
I’m half a heart without you
I’m half a man, at best
With half an arrow in my chest
I miss everything we do
I’m half a heart without you.

It would be a lie to say people don't drift.

But it would be an excuse to say that when you meet new people, you let go of the old ones.

You don't even say goodbye.

You just disappear from their lives.

We stop hugging each other from behind.

We stop asking each other how our day went.

And in the end, we don't even say hi along the corridors anymore.

Please don't let that happen.

We all have big hearts, with a lot of space to accommodate a lot of people.

It's just that we choose to let that space remain as a space, when we don't have to.

No one will ever replace you in my heart, I swear.

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Babe you would never see what I saw in you.

You don't know how much you mean to me.

You were the only one who knew me inside out.

The one I vented everything at.

The one I kept hurting.

Yet you were the one who saved me over and over again.

And no matter how many times I say that, you're not going to listen, because you will never see yourself in the way I see you.

If you ever look at yourself through my eyes, you will see a captivatingly beautiful girl.

Please don't let go.

We've just started writing this story.

It's barely past the beginning.

The ending is so far away.

So sit down with me and we'll write it together.







It’s not goodbye.

It’s “I’ll see you soon”.

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