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At last, she's gone,
after all the suffering.
Maybe, for these 4 months, I kept lying and,
persuading myself,
"One day, she'll be back. Back to our life again.
No more will she feel lonely and depressed.
Everything will be settled."
Silly, or I should say stubborn I was,
paralyzing myself...
Cover myself in such a rediculous joke
and then
let alone the question,
about the end,
The END of LIFE.
about the question:
Why
do
people
DIE
?
In my mind,
the way she talked, smiled and moved
are all so clear.
But now,
I can never see these all.
Suddenly,
I realize
I seem to miss a piece of me.
There
A painful hole will always exist
Until the day,
I stop breathing.
Is it life?
people never recognize the meaningful ones until they leave the world.
Do we always repeat the tragedy,
always living in regrets?
Maybe,
Just like what Rob sings,
Angel may send someone
to walk me through this pain, keeping me safe and sound
in all the pouring rain in my life.
But the chances are
I can never get over this pain.
'cause
I
Miss
Her
So
Much.
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