He was gone
At time's, i was in a state of longing for the sleep off oblivion i wanted to surrender myself to the darkness, i long for the feeling of forgetfulness. They said he's stabilizing but it went downhill from there.
"what ifs" played in my head,
was their a way we could've stopped this.
What happened,
It was god's will and i will never second guess his judgement but the pain it got me in a haze. The shock at first it got me in denial i didn't want to believe it was true i never lost someone who's close to my age it's not the same as loosing someone older someone where by time i learned to accept their lose and heal a little from the pain but this was different, this haunts me because every time i feel happy i hate myself, i hate myself because he was gone and i can't allow myself that happiness.
It's been 4 months, times passed where i forgot. I started to feel okay again but there's always something that pulls me back, something that reminds me off his loss. Death, it's not something you get over, it's something you have to deal with. Well, that's how i feel right now because i cannot describe the pain i am in. At times, i was strong and i let my happiness and distractions take over. And at time's i am no longer myself, the moment something unrelated bothers me it's when i start to think about him more, that's how my head is coping with grief it connects all things that make me sad or hurt, all together in one bundle off pain and when I'm not okay those feelings rush back in like a stab in my heart.
They say time heals wounds and i hope that one day the small things that remind me off him will no longer hurt me or cause me pain, it's not love that caused the pain it's the familiarness and the getting used to, it's like having someone around that starts to consume your thoughts and suddenly they're gone and your thoughts still linger on the thought off them, he was going to be a part off my life and now he is, just not in the same way.
uni,
it was a struggle but then it started becoming routine, holidays passed and i found an excuse every time to stay here and thankfully my family allowed me to, knowingly. my passion and creativity towards my work became mundane i felt numb, i needed energy.
I need to realise of the actuality of what happened, in opposed to denying it and letting myself believe that it was not true.
He was gone and was not coming back.
Something i yet have to learn to live with..
3waash left and stayed back home, she didn't want to come back after what happened, not yet at least.
I thought i was alone but I'm starting to realize that I'm not.
Saif
There he was, looking as drained as i am with so little energy to care about anything, i found myself paying more attention to this stranger who i still have a lot to learn about.
Her Shadow~
At time's, i was in a state of longing for the sleep off oblivion i wanted to surrender myself to the darkness, i long for the feeling of forgetfulness. They said he's stabilizing but it went downhill from there.
"what ifs" played in my head,
was their a way we could've stopped this.
What happened,
It was god's will and i will never second guess his judgement but the pain it got me in a haze. The shock at first it got me in denial i didn't want to believe it was true i never lost someone who's close to my age it's not the same as loosing someone older someone where by time i learned to accept their lose and heal a little from the pain but this was different, this haunts me because every time i feel happy i hate myself, i hate myself because he was gone and i can't allow myself that happiness.
It's been 4 months, times passed where i forgot. I started to feel okay again but there's always something that pulls me back, something that reminds me off his loss. Death, it's not something you get over, it's something you have to deal with. Well, that's how i feel right now because i cannot describe the pain i am in. At times, i was strong and i let my happiness and distractions take over. And at time's i am no longer myself, the moment something unrelated bothers me it's when i start to think about him more, that's how my head is coping with grief it connects all things that make me sad or hurt, all together in one bundle off pain and when I'm not okay those feelings rush back in like a stab in my heart.
They say time heals wounds and i hope that one day the small things that remind me off him will no longer hurt me or cause me pain, it's not love that caused the pain it's the familiarness and the getting used to, it's like having someone around that starts to consume your thoughts and suddenly they're gone and your thoughts still linger on the thought off them, he was going to be a part off my life and now he is, just not in the same way.
uni,
it was a struggle but then it started becoming routine, holidays passed and i found an excuse every time to stay here and thankfully my family allowed me to, knowingly. my passion and creativity towards my work became mundane i felt numb, i needed energy.
I need to realise of the actuality of what happened, in opposed to denying it and letting myself believe that it was not true.
He was gone and was not coming back.
Something i yet have to learn to live with..
3waash left and stayed back home, she didn't want to come back after what happened, not yet at least.
I thought i was alone but I'm starting to realize that I'm not.
Saif
There he was, looking as drained as i am with so little energy to care about anything, i found myself paying more attention to this stranger who i still have a lot to learn about.
written from the heart
Her Shadow~