17/10/18
The clock marked 00:00 o'clock, was the big day, was my birthday.
i ate cake and drank pink champagne. sitting all alone in my room while listen to the silence.
sitting alone, playing with the fork over the cake... not hungry anymore.
looking at the clock every five minutes, still alone in the table.
hoping for someone come.
clock ran the hours away.
i waited, and waited.
it was just me, myself and &.
the moon never showed up to the pity party
i decided to celebrate anyways
i hung up balloons in the wall, i lighted a candle and turned off the lights.
after i blowed it, the room was all dark
i started crying, i felt invisible and alone.
balloons exploded, the lights never came again and the cake now is salty because of my tears falling on it.
im alone
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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