Trying

No social medias. No pictures. Nothing left to get myself reminded of you. Healing is a tough process. In the midst of trying to forget all the good and bad times we had, I sometimes wonder. What are you doing over there. I set myself a reminder that I can’t ask, I can only question myself for that. And of course I believe that you’re doing great. You always do. Productively, actively, socially, I guess? It gets even harder as days goes by. Everywhere I go and everything I do reminds me of you. But if its the point of me trying to wish for the best of your life, Letting go is the only option.

The eyes of the devil watch me every single day. Living life in fear was not something I ever wished for. This life that is about to grow, I just wish that it will lead nothing but the best life. I don’t know what else to do when I am at lost. I am all alone, wishing for good things to come by. And by that, you know what I mean. Because that wish I had faith, and hope for, is still the same. Maybe you know, or not. Maybe you don’t even care. But frankly I still do. Because this life needs to know anyways.

I hope this week will end off in a well note. I am not hoping for good things to come in an instance. I can only wait. I feel rather hopeless. And honestly change is the worst thing I can ever expect from someone. But I’d really wish for you to comeback, even after everyday. And this will just be a reminder, every single day. I will let you know, that I will be here and That I will always be here. Recalling the days I’ve longed for, I wish you’d knew. Until then.