You walked out of the house late for work, in a hurry since you realised that if anything, you might've already missed the bus. Your makeup wasn't quite well done, you looked tired and you barely managed to cover that up.
I was hoping your boss wouldn't scold you for being late... Surely, she would understand, right?
I sank into a corner, closing my eyes and focusing on nothing. Silence.
Silence surrounded me and I hated that, you knew I always hated to be left in silence, though, I would only enjoy it if I had you with me.
My eyes reopened and I started to look around, was there anything I could do, at all? I start to walk around the apartment.
I started to take notes of small things; how I could walk normally, and I could sit down on places but that wouldn't be noticed, and if I touched anything, my hand would straight through.
It was strange, really.
It didn't feel good at all.
I remember all the times I would tell you how awesome I thought it would be to be a ghost, going around, giving people jump scares.
I laugh — Ironically, it was not that fun at all.
It didn't feel as good as I thought it would be, how could it be? Nobody sees me.
And Lisa, I wouldn't care if anyone couldn't see me, but I want you to notice me.
I miss you smiling directly at me, I miss it. I want to see you smiling at me, not at a picture. I want to have you cry in my arms, not to yourself.
Would I have to watch you endure this pain?
I don't want you to have it.
YOU ARE READING
SILLAGE 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘴
Fiksi Penggemar"sometimes I can still feel him lingering near me... it hurts to think of him." slowly, he comes back to her. but painfully, he is losing her. ________ "Lisa? What's wrong?" Your eyes then turned to the side, quickly meeting mine. Your lips parted a...
