And it's quiet.
The night is dark but your face is illuminated by the light of your laptop.
It sits on your lap.
You think, and you reflect.
You roll over on your bed and close your eyes.
Are you drifting?
Drifting like the driftwood in the big, big sea.
The boundless blue and the chilly air.
Does it threaten to envelop you, so that you forget who you are?
And forget who you loved?
*
Her.
Her face, her smile, her laughter.
It's burned into your mind.
You cannot disregard it, yet!
You cannot stand the feeling of it growing blurry,
day by day,
hour by hour,
minute by minute,
but are there anymore seconds?
How long will it take? for you.
To forget.
*
Ah.
It's reflection-time.
And I'm not emoing, people. I'm just thinking.
Thinking like I should.I'll be fine, tomorrow, people.
Fine like always :D
(and back to happiness. I'm a happy person, people.)
(
NOT a joke :D)
(You can tell right? My previous post has thousands of :Ds)
(Freaking tag :O)