I woke up this morning at 5am feeling so scared.
I still cannot believe it’s over.
How can I move on when I haven’t really accepted the reality of not being with you anymore?
I miss the times we had.
Can we still talk it over? I’m so sorry.
I stumbled upon a dying creek,
with fishes of old and woods adrift
I sat by the river of countless stones,
drowned with the stories of birds adorned.
Afar, towards the breaking sun,
An old man cries, weeps for a loved one,
Battling.
He’s talking to someone, sending a sad memory,
Longing.
I could only take a glimpse,
trying not to take away his pain.
Inside he goes again,
braving barely the reality he has to face.
Reblog if Tokyo Camera Style encouraged your purchase of a film camera in 2011.
What did you get?
Got a Canon VI-T Rangefinder Camera with 50mm F1.2 and 85mm F1.5 LTM : )
I never wanted to act the way I did. Now, all I have are regrets. Actions that have caused so much pain for the person I’d least hurt. Starting over again are words my mind can easily utter but I know that those are not enough. Will I count the days, wait for my time? When will I have the courage to fight the right fight unto the person whom I profess my love? I don’t want to say, “I guess I will never know” because I too am tired of being bad.
Last night, my girlfriend and I had a terrible fight. My mind almost went blank and my vision black. An inch close to a snap. Then I heard her say, “do not punch me and I will sleep now.”
Sorry…
