Here are the reasons why I miss my demons.
They are just they are. Two souls that understand me better than anyone else. When I want to be alone, they let me be alone. When I need cuddles, they will hug me through the hotness and through the sweats. When I want to let loose, we were just psychotic.
When I want to cry, they'll just stay there. They'll give me what I need. Maybe a sheet of tissue or a glass of water. They'll bring me food, blanket, or play me some movies.
When I want to have fun, they'll just bring me to the right place. They'll buy me silly things, ride with me on silly rides, or just running around with me.
When I want them, they'll just be there for me. They just threw everything away and come for me. No matter how far and no matter how late, they'll be there for me.
When I want to be alone, they'll just prepare me to cope with myself. They'll bide me goodbye, give me warm last hug, and pat me good.
How were my special events with them, you ask. Everything with them were special. Not even just for our birthdays. Our first time tasting foods. Our first time to come to a place. Our first time listening or watching something. Everything with them were very special. Even the little things.
And regrets seeps in my bones. Regrets questions my choices. Regrets sends me to deep thoughts.
Am I chose the right person to be happy with?
Because when I want little things as I have with them, I am always being denied. And big special moment like my birthday is just a pain in his ass. Is my little party with a bowl of salad and blowing a little candle is such a nuisance?
It's not a grand party. I've never have one. What I did all this years was just little private parties with my own folks. Is he not one of my folks? I chose him because I thought he chose me. Am I in the wrong? Is this all my fault?
Today in a gloomy afternoon, I am restraining myself to call my demons. They've give me my life and they have already been with their life. I'll just be here, reminiscing my two beloved demons.
Because at that time, when I want to live a new life, they support me with all they might. They cried for me, they smile for me, and they happy for me.
A painful last goodbye for us, I guess.
A farewell.
Even though I am not well.
I won't be well.
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