The Broken mask
I want to hug you… and feel the 2824 days when I’m still with you. I want to be with you … for me to say what’s inside me… I want you right here beside me, and I want you to come back to me. The nights are dark - I can really feel I am alone. Summer, spring and winter passed - I’m still at home.
All those memories broke the mask of happiness - that fill me with SORROW… inevitably. Even though the mask was broken, I chose to still wear it, so at least even a little bit happiness I can have it.
Yes, I’m still wishing to see you soon to come with me and be mine again. I admit I’m still dreaming and thinking someday be yours again and we will never be apart from space to space…
I chase of little amount of wine and the waters in the rain. That will make me remember the day of saying goodbye to a best friend that I never thought will say goodbye. :((
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