Here alone in some foreign country, nothing seemed to be going right for me.
Studies is one thing, but thinking of you is another. The many "if only you were here" phrases seemed to throb so painfully in my head every time some actions, some things, remind me so badly of you.
Time and time again, I kept telling my conscious mind to shut off these emotions, these recurrent longings, but really, it's just too hard.
How many times have I wished for you to appear right before my very eyes, and how many times when I opened my eyes, you were just not there.
There were many occasions when I just selfishly wished that you could appear in my school, to give me your jacket of warmth, like you always did. Many times, I fantasized, and many times, reality had to crash it all back down.
I know our telepathy is gone, our relationship is beyond salvage, but there are just too many "what ifs'.
9:45 PM
BeautifulIllusions