I believe I dream As soon I close my eyes Yet Everything I've seen Arised me so alive And when I wake In emptiness I miss you at my side A nightmare, Aching in my chest And leaving me in fright
In timeless time I wait and dream And wonder where you are Whenever I am wide awake I fear for my own heart Since separation cuts my core As deep as does my dept I fall and fall forevermore To bottomless regret
It was the kind of hurt where your tears were falling silently. Your eyes eyeing the ceiling and being unable to think of anything- and those silent sobs you left- that was the proof you were hurting.
And no- it was not that kind of hurt, not yet. It was that kind of hurt where you were left wondering about the things you've done. That kind of hurt where you've locked yourself out inside a cubicle and cried. That kind of hurt where you feel like swimming in the icy waters and feeling yourself go numb.
And no- that was not all. You've only seen that small tip of an iceberg- not the dept.