June 2014, the worst month. June
made everything rude. June forced me to let you go. And June is over today.
I just checked my blog, and realized that I wrote so much post on this month.
In my mood or not, I still wrote. I wrote anything. It’s the way I talk to you.
It’s the way you know me without any contact. But, I don’t know you, where you
are, what you do, how your activities are. You didn’t talk. You only posted
about two or three songs, a movie, photos, checked in some meeting points, replaced your avatar, tweeted some,
liked and commented photos and no more. I lost you, even I feel you here, even I’m not really
sure. Call me crazy or something, but here I am, that’s what I did to know you’re
there, you’re living well.
What has June done to me? Destroyed
me. Hit me. Almost killed me. June robbed my life. I almost died, did you know
that? But, today is the last day on June. I will face new month, July. What I
expect from July? Nothing. I expect my own healing. I deserve to be cheerful again. I deserve to be
happy. I should be. So please, you there, say something whenever you want. I
miss you, but I don’t expect you appear on July. Just do whenever you want. You
know, I’m waiting. You gonna appear on August? It’s okay. Or on September? Or about
5 years or more? Okay, I’ll wait.
And dear July, show me a RAINBOW !
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