he distance is getting longer,
the birds are whispering “ hi ”.
The parrots are poke nosing “ what’s up with you? ”,
the cars are honing.
”Pump, pump, can’t u concentrate? ”
hmm, I couldn't reply to all these. Because the pain was hooked up in my throat…
How time flies. Sometimes you cannot control the things that happen to you.
it is like reaching out for the wind that never reciprocates your kind gesture.
Sometimes you just have to pretend and hide the pain.. as the days go by,
the memories are getting longer.
The smile, the sigh, the laughter,
the tears, all wrapped in one bag,
how can one cope?
As I lay on my bed lost within my dreams,
I remember the good old days.
Where I walked along a narrow trail not knowing of its end,
then suddenly between the trees stood her.
Still on it, I watched every moment we spent together,
beginning from 14th of February till 7th of October 2012.
She never left my side, teaching me, and nurturing me.
I watched as we grew older, how quickly time had passed.
All those months behind us had come and gone so fast.
I have always wished I had the power to turn back the hands of time,
and cherish those lovely moments again...
But if wishes were horses, even beggars would ride…
as I walk back home, I sing out loud, for the trees,
the birds, the dogs, the cat, and every creature,
to hear of how amazing she is…
Even the snow tries to shut me up,
but I refuse to be quiet, because in the constitution there is freedom of speech.
As I lay on my back, I look up to the sky,
I see her face in a distant star shining brightly to give me light.
I can’t help but smile.
I am always reminded by the squirrel I meet with,
of how pretty her smile was….
when I go to school, lost in the middle of my thoughts,
my fat lecturer would ask me, what’s up ESOHE?
I will always reply, “ Miss, it’s an experience you will never forget”
The world will hear of her, because I can’t narrate my story without mentioning her.
Often times I catch myself smiling for no reason.
Friends had thought I was losing my mind, but I didn't mind.
What brought us together? We will probably never know.
I love the dream world,
because it brings me and her closer than imagination….
I love her and yearn to meet with her again