There were some nights these past 3 weeks where i’d be
awoken in the middle of the night. But unlike most people who unconsciously attempt to recall their dream because of their unwillingness to wake up, i found myself alone. Not alone in the sense of being physically alone in the room engulfed by the eerie darkness, just the bitter realisation that i lost a huge part of my life. At nights like those, i felt small and weaker than who i really am. Everytime, i’d reach out for my baby bear and place it near my chest, hoping it could easy the tension and the throbbing of my aching heart. As i tried to drift back to slumber i’d instead get thrown back to the days of the past but reminscing only made things worse.
So i tell myself, given the set of unwritten rules I live by, I couldnt’ve loved you better or given you more.
awoken in the middle of the night. But unlike most people who unconsciously attempt to recall their dream because of their unwillingness to wake up, i found myself alone. Not alone in the sense of being physically alone in the room engulfed by the eerie darkness, just the bitter realisation that i lost a huge part of my life. At nights like those, i felt small and weaker than who i really am. Everytime, i’d reach out for my baby bear and place it near my chest, hoping it could easy the tension and the throbbing of my aching heart. As i tried to drift back to slumber i’d instead get thrown back to the days of the past but reminscing only made things worse.
So i tell myself, given the set of unwritten rules I live by, I couldnt’ve loved you better or given you more.
