Words Unsaid
not just a drop but the pain pain that still have a hope hope of your survival the fake hope that keeps me alive, keeps me alive even after those wounds on my hand, that poison in my body and that bleeding heart which is still bleeding with the same pain. It may be 9 months for the the world but my brain still have your name my heart still have your love my skin still wants to feel you over my lips still misses your kisses I want you to come back not in dream anymore but in reality to hold me in the same way as before to scold me for all my mistakes to protect me from everyone. I want to scream I want to cry I want to break everything but all I could do is smile and say I'm fine n now I'm finally realizing that, crying because of fight was easier n better than crying to fight. Its been 6 years, but I can still remember everything like it was yesterday when he was with me making plans of lifetime. He is not gone alone, he took away those friends with him who I thought were