Its been months since I saw her.
5 months, 3 weeks and 5 days to be exact.
I know there is something happening.
I just don't know exactly
"Man! Have you been listening?! Geez, what have you been up to this days? You always keep on spacing out. Are you on drugs? You know I'll.." he was taken aback by what he did.
"One more talk about drugs and shits I'll be putting you in a drum and fill it with cement and drown you to the pacific! Understood?"
"What a pussy.. Woah woah!! I'm just joking, I'm no longer interested to your punches man!!"
"Hahaha, who's a pussy now?"
"But seriously, what's the matter with you?"
"She. She only matters."
YOU ARE READING
This words and pent up emotions.
ContoSad. Three letters says it all. Alone. That's me all along Empty. That is what I feel. I guess that is what it is.
