Category : Diary/Journal

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Sunday.
Laying on the bed 
in what used to be your room, hugging my pillow.
Wishing that it was you that I'm hugging instead.
Thinking.
Thinking about you. 
There goes another tear, 
rolling down my cheek.
Here goes another year, 
without you.
So many years.
Wondering 
if I will ever feel happy again.
The way I felt with you.
Wondering if this is all there ever be
in this life for me.
I do'nt even know what it felt like anymore.
To be really, really happy.