Galuh

the way you were never troubled by how you sound when you call me continuously left me flabbergasted. I have always wondered what crosses your mind, as much as I am dying to understand how your soul pushes to present an ever-conflicting duality from day and night, I would say that sometimes, it exhausts me too. you once declared that I am your world, thus should you fail to cherish and protect this world of yours, isn’t it a given that the world you infinitely value starts to wither? so say, my Love, what will you do if I request you to stop seeing me?

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it was the day where i realised that i was strong enough to hold back a storm coming out of me. i was strong. and i was proud of myself. yet i didn’t thought the storm that i didn’t let out that day would wreck me inside. i’m becoming weaker each day and every time i tried to free the storm, it stays. guess it has found my body cozy enough to be its home.

ah, maybe i should’ve let it all out that day.

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the clock strikes 1 a.m in the morning and the thought of you crosses my mind. I should’ve called you. I should’ve spent my night with you. the clock strikes 2 a.m in the morning, again the thought of you crosses my mind. I could’ve heard you saying my name. I could’ve laughed along with you, for whatever reason there is. be it my childish wish, or simply your sarcastic remarks. ah, if only I called you that night. your tomorrow might actually come for you.

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