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+ Over the mountains and the sea
morning: depressed. he wasnt there. again. had few seconds of bliss. den? gone. sermon todae was on breaking free from anger. wen will dey have 'breaking free from depression'? drifting away. will you be there next wk? longing for tt time to come. but so wat? will we even tok??
afternoon: tired. din revise or study. stressed. online trying to complete stoopid survey. found 34+++ schools, email adds, names of principals and vices etc. thinking of him. daydreaming. imagining tings tt happen only in wat i write. which is a few hundred levels abv fantasy. cos fantasy.. might come true? duno. but tis... wun.
nite: tearless; heartbroken; lost. emphasizes the point i made earlier. dry eye sockets. whr's tt shoulder now wen i need it most? but tt shoulder is busy... as it alwys has been. too busy even to listen to his mei. but den again.. well he has a lot on his shoulders. too crammed. who's shoulders shudd i look for now? da onli available one... is really really far away...
and they asked why i was down in the morning. well, wat wud dey say if dey saw me now?
aching heart. wat more? wish i nv started. why did i even do tt?
wat can be more terrible, den to think and miss someone... so badly ur hart longs for dem..?
cannot concentrate, cannot eat, cannot slp.. blahblahblah..
someone u can easily let go of, if u could just convince urself to. but the problem arises here. u DUN wana let go. and yea i dun.
i see u wen close ma eyes; i see u in ma drms. yet in reality.. wat happens in my drms will nv come true
b r 0 k e nn ha r tt; je t'aime-