Some people dont understand why i need a coffee in the middle of the night. Dont you want to go to sleep, he said. No, i reject politely. You cant questioned about what i want, you cant tell me what to do, you dont ask me what i dont want to do.
My midnight coffee is my ritual. To call your presence, to remind me about the good things. One last shot, i said. There always be my one last shot. To calling you back. When i'm lonely or clueless about this life, when i need somewhere to escape. A chance to keep close with your memories. An opportunity to embrace all i have with you, all the thought, all the vision.
They tell me i can't move on with my life and stop looking for someone else. They are wrong, i just feeding your soul in my memories so you wont fade away, i am move on with my life, but i carry you inside of me. Cause we are temporary, but that love you bring to my life is permanent and forever. Time never beat ours. I promise you.
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