Unsaid

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"Hey There Delihah" played through her earplugs as she laid in her bed. It was 3:31 A.M. in the morning yet she was awake, listening to this song that made her tears brimming in her eyes.

She hugged her pillow right while screwing her eyes trying to control the urge of crying, or letting the year roll down her cheek.

All she kept thinking and wishing that she could have someone, anyone that would be by her side. Who'd listen her vent, rant whatever she thinks. Who'd be there to make her laugh when she is upset.

Her every 11:11 thoughts, eyelash on her cheek and shooting star wishes were nothing but wishes only. Nothing ever happened. Instead people came, stayed for a while and left. And the same process repeated.

But still she wishes for someone, With whom she would grow old, Even after all her heartbreaks and betrayal.

~sg