Day 5 without love/her. =)



Day by day sorrow grew without limits.



I can only look at what sneaked past me and sweep my tears away.



We talked.



I am happy.



I pretended I am happy.



We are just like when we both knew each other.

Innocent, crazy, lunatic.

Yet, things aren't the same.

A wound.

Still there.

With a knife stabbed in it.

I dare not pull it out.

Maybe I should leave it there.

Or till the day, she should.

I miss her.

I still miss her.

I am missing her.

I still love her.

I love her.

What to do?

To believe or not.

Tears not needed.

I needed something.

Something I don't have and don't know.

Smile.

Its just so simple.

Despite the pain behind that smile.

EMO