Fell ill and had a day of rest
Guess when one is down and ill, the spirit gets down and out too
Thoughts that come running through no matter how much you want them to stop
He dropped me an email from afar and that made me all well again.
Then one email led to reading of old emails that he used to write to me.
One by one (well almost all), I cannot seem to take my eyes off them
And soon, my tears choose to fall thou my heart says no.
Realisation of how we have loved and how I had once been loved by this man
I cannot seem to let go anymore. I want to be loved the way he used to do.
Words that seem to have so much meaning back then suddenly became alive again as I read
The more I read, the more I couldn't comprehend what went wrong anymore.
Was it me afterall who wasn't patient?
Was it me who wanted more than what was already more than enough?
Will he say yes again if we were to give this one more chance?
I only wish that he would still read my thoughts and my heart
I want to redo it all over again. But this time, I will have to learn.
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