The holiday wasn't really a holiday.. i'd just reflect on the memories and not go to sleep.. i couldn't.
Why did she say what she said? why was she so desperate to make me jealous? Why was she so in need of ending it?
I couldn't really talk it over with no-one, it was just family there.
Some people actually say that being in love is better than sleep, because your reality seems better than your dreams.
But being in love while the person isn't there, that's worse than a nightmare because you're in the real thing, and you can't snap out of it.
The days dragged on, and i got ill there. It was really hot, and i felt like nothing. I dragged myself everytime we went out, and when we would be out i would feel drowsy. I almost fell is if i would puke, whenever i ate anything. It was so weird...
I wonder what she's doing right now, so much questions came in my head, but they were unanswered for so long.
It was a few hours ahead of UK time, so i'd be awake while they'd be asleep. And i'd still be awake in middle of the night.
Everyone knew i was sad, extremely. But they'd get angry, why don't you eat? Why don't you drink anything? I couldn't, because i never had an appetite.
I would try to cover up my sadness with anger, i never wanted to talk to anyone. If they spoke to me, i'd just shout or ignore them. I tried to read books to clear my mind, i'd just be staring at the text but i never knew what i read just a second ago.. i couldn't forget her.
3weeks were nearly ending.. i was getting closer, yet it was so far still..
We started shopping, i got myself some games for the PS2 to keep me occuppied. I even got some new clothes, maybe if we ever met again - i could wear these? I knew what was in now, and i really wanted to look good for her.
I couldn't wait to get back home, but atleast it was coming closer. i really felt like texting her, but i couldn't, because if she replied - my dad would have the phone. So i'd remain patient..
4weeks were over.
It was time to go back home!
We were packing it up, and the car was waiting on ground floor.
I rushed and sat in the car.
It was night time again, the car drove past, the street lamps flashed and sparked in my eyes. I couldn't wait.
We drew nearer to the airport, put our bags in the aeroplane, and flew back home.
woooooooooooooooooossshhhhhhh.. lol i was well happy! (u can stop laughing now)
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