The moment I close my eyes, I was holding your hand bringing you to a tall building. Walking you to the best view from the top. Standing by the window, cover you and holding you tight in my arms staring at the window watching the world moves. Keeping you safe and warm,
telling you how beautiful you were, are and always be.
Telling you how much I love you.
Telling you how much I want you.
Telling you how much I need you.
Letting you know that I want and will be there for you.
But it all went shattered as soon as I open my eyes facing the reality realizing it was only just a dream. I started off my days with droplets of tears, drowning. I couldn't accept the fact that I won't be able to hold you anymore. Though i'm still praying hard and hoping that you'll be in my arms someday.
But in the end, I still lose you.
And it kills me day and night.
Now, i'm just wondering, when will I ever heal again? When will I ever learn how to break those promises i've made in my heart which is to love, treasure and cherish you forever. You were the first i've ever made such promises.
And I wish that you'll be the last too.
Will you come back to me again?
P.S. I Love You.