*i have drafted this a long time ago...i just can't seem to finish it...but i did or did it shotgun...anywho...:D drown yourself into the abyss! enjoy!
Do you ever --- Do you ever remember?
Do you ever look back?
Have you ever had moments when you thought someone called your name? Did you ever stopped and tried to listen more intently? Did you ever look back?
Where there times when you're out that you felt like you left something important at home? Tried to check your pockets, your wallet, your bag? Or when you're at work, under your desk, in your drawers, under the piles of paper? And then you stop, and think what exactly what you were looking for? And then you realize you don't know, you just feel like you missed something, left something that seemed at that moment utterly important? Have you ever felt that?
The constant throbbing of an emptying space? The nagging feeling of letting water slip pass your hands?
and if you ever do, do you ever fall in to the lull of thinking?
of thinking of me?
of the way we were?
have you ever perhaps connected these emotions in losing me?
in missing me?
in letting me go and in leaving me behind?
because you left me behind...
and no i don't feel those things i mentioned above. no i don't
because i know, what i couldn't find when i feel like i lost something
i know whose voice i hear when it seems like someone's calling...
and the constant throbbing is not that of an emptying space but that of which is empty...
a void that can not be filled...
not even if you decide to come back...
because that empty space would never be the same again...
like i would never be the same again...
like we would never be the same again...
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