Today I woke up and the heaven is pouring heavily. I guess when it rains, that is the time when the heavens can no longer carry the tears it absorbed during those nights when the once loved and the once loving shed tears of despair and yearning… cold droplets of sorrow, the same feeling that the crying soul had felt during those empty nights alone, by herself, without anybody beside her to give her warmth just the glow of the moon and the twinkling stars…
Coldness it gets through your bones and makes you numb. I have realized that I am now numb. Numb by the trauma about the reality of living and leaving… I would protect myself from the bitter sting of coldness by wrapping myself with colorful sarongs of pink, purple, yellow and blue…
Sarongs, for me are like the warm ocean waves under the sun… not too cold… not too hot… just right for me… perfect…
Today is colder than any other day… my hands and my feet are turning blue… perhaps my heart too… frozen inside, no warmth, no love, just leaving and dying.
I miss the sun, the sun that makes me feel beautiful and alive, no matter what. I miss the way it caresses my skin, the bronze effect on me… oh how lovely thy skin! My shadow, the most wonderful gift from the sun… the brighter the sun shines the darker the shadows are, heavier… filling up the space beside me, filling up the space inside me…
Coldness it gets through your bones and makes you numb. I have realized that I am now numb. Numb by the trauma about the reality of living and leaving… I would protect myself from the bitter sting of coldness by wrapping myself with colorful sarongs of pink, purple, yellow and blue…
Sarongs, for me are like the warm ocean waves under the sun… not too cold… not too hot… just right for me… perfect…
Today is colder than any other day… my hands and my feet are turning blue… perhaps my heart too… frozen inside, no warmth, no love, just leaving and dying.
I miss the sun, the sun that makes me feel beautiful and alive, no matter what. I miss the way it caresses my skin, the bronze effect on me… oh how lovely thy skin! My shadow, the most wonderful gift from the sun… the brighter the sun shines the darker the shadows are, heavier… filling up the space beside me, filling up the space inside me…
Today I am missing you, missing love, missing warmth, and missing My Sun.
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