Building up tall, solid, strong, concrete, thick walls. Surrounded up by it. By the time I left the place. A pieces of me plucked off of my back. My wings. To say goodbyes. To separate. To move forward. The time has finally come. The soul can't afford to go through it. To stay. As I walk, step by step, the path that I am walking on, turned out to be the Sonia Road. Scattering my body. Blocking my way. Those thorns, surrounded me. Unable to move. Tears willed up. As I ended up my foundation studies. Deep down I know, some of us might not be able to see each other again. Hated those thoughts. Still, it is what we called reality. Friends. Memories. I am now like a long lost soldier. Who was just finished getting done his duties. Came back to hometown feeling empty. Physically home but mentally at the old place. It feels so wrong. I miss them. I miss my brothers and sisters. By the time I hugged them, I know that might be the last time I will be seeing them. Those tears of farewells. From time to time, I tried to move on. But my friends, you see, I don't want to move on, I want to move forward along with you guys. As I walk out from our home, my heart died. It was broken. It sang a lullaby. A lullaby of a farewell. To say goodbye. A wilting flower I am. Rotten. I dont want to look back, those faces of my heart. Day by day I cried. Cried of losing my loved ones. Too many memories together. When separated. This weak and vulnerable heart can't never endure it. Such strengths has gone away. Unwilling to accept for the fact that is was over. Guys, till we meet again. Never forget each other. Never. Keep it in our heart.
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