Walking on Broken Glass

I realized that the sun has finally come out after many days of rain and snow. I've almost forgot how beautiful and blue the sky can be. A familiar song came on and it reminded me of you. How things used to be and how you've touched my heart. The way you would sweep me off my feet just by a simple glance and smile. I can't help but really realize the fact that I'll never get over you. Every little corner has a piece of you somehow. Still being able to feel your kisses and your touch. The simple conversations that was shared, and the looks that just says it all. The moments where time would just pause or snapshots of little pieces of memories. 6 years flies by, and I'm still standing in the same position as I was when we first met. I've grown, I've changed, but I'm still the same with you. Feelings hasn't died, love hasn't faded, so what is all these bullshit.

So pathetic, but I just want you close where you can stay forever. Even though the wishing and hoping would never get me anywhere, yet it seems to be the only thing that's giving me faith and allowing me to believe that there is a future and that there is light. Perhaps not with you, but holding on to the idea that I may have the chance to feel the way I do with you some day with someone else.

Often thought about what would it be like if you and I were actually together. People can say whatever they want to say, but it doesn't seem to change the way I feel about you nor the way I see you. It's not rational and it doesn't make sense. It never will. I guess that's just how it goes. Maybe there just isn't an answer to all of these. To others, it seems silly, but I do believe in the grand scheme of things, it meant something. Just still pondering about what it could possibly mean.

We're practically like strangers now. Barely talking, actually not even talking. When I see you, we pretend we don't know each other. I don't even look at you nor you at me. It's almost hard to believe we were once close. And it's hard to even see why I love you so when I can't even look at you. Right now, I'm trying to pick up the broken pieces rather than walking on them. Looking back once in a while with a sigh, a bit heartbroke about how this is how we're going to end our 6 year long milestone. But I'm walking ahead towards the end of the star and the moon. Wishing and hoping that I will once again love again the way I loved you. Starting with loving myself.