LONGING

Have been telling myself tht he's not suffering like the last time i saw him alive.
BUT
Today(ytd techically), i was thinking..
Time is ticking
And the chance of seeing him physically is rapidly decreasing.
The i-cant-bear-him-to-be-gone feeling has finally started to set in.
There's nothing i can do but to walk in and look at him more often than usual...
I miss you.


ITS LIKE A RECORDER REPLAYING YOUR LAST FEW MOMENTS ALIVE.
KEEPS REPLAYING, NEVER STOPPING.