let the balloon free

Friday, 13 August 2010

I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.

" It's not his friendship I miss, it's him. The very person of him. His presence. I want his shadow on my wall, I want the smell of him. I can't eat without him, I can't do business, I can't read a book without wanting his opinion, I can't hear a song without wanting to sing it to him. It's like all the life and warmth and color has bled out of the world when he is not with me. I am not missing my friend, I am missing my eyes, I can't see without him. Without him, I am a blind woman."

i miss him so much :(