You wake up and it feels like you've been through heavy surgery yesterday, or at least 1th of January after a massive all-you-can-drink party.
You just realize that last night you actually only broke up with your boyfriend / girlfriend.
You start thinking if it will ever come back, and if so, will it ever be the same...
I'm telling you: it won't. It's never the same.
You wish you haven't done it? Well, it's too late, my friend.
The feeling of this day will always threaten you from the back. You look in the mirror and begin to realize why your eyes feel so dry. You wish you could cry, but you can't, and you keep staring into nothing -you lost your sight- waiting for that miraculous phone call. The phone will never ring. If it will, it will be your colleague calling to tell you he bla bla bla, and bla bla bla. You lost your hearing. And you want to tell him, or something else, that would shut him up, but he can't hear you. You lost your voice.
You want to light up a cigarette, but the lighter button is just too hard to press today. You lost your strength.
And so, you keep wandering in your house, and room with room -that is if you have more than one room- you discover emptiness and loneliness. You discover the taste of a new life.
Cheer up emo kid!
You just realize that last night you actually only broke up with your boyfriend / girlfriend.
You start thinking if it will ever come back, and if so, will it ever be the same...
I'm telling you: it won't. It's never the same.
You wish you haven't done it? Well, it's too late, my friend.
The feeling of this day will always threaten you from the back. You look in the mirror and begin to realize why your eyes feel so dry. You wish you could cry, but you can't, and you keep staring into nothing -you lost your sight- waiting for that miraculous phone call. The phone will never ring. If it will, it will be your colleague calling to tell you he bla bla bla, and bla bla bla. You lost your hearing. And you want to tell him, or something else, that would shut him up, but he can't hear you. You lost your voice.
You want to light up a cigarette, but the lighter button is just too hard to press today. You lost your strength.
And so, you keep wandering in your house, and room with room -that is if you have more than one room- you discover emptiness and loneliness. You discover the taste of a new life.
Cheer up emo kid!
Ah, you stole my idea for a comment with that last line :(
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