Ghosted

Sada_bear

The wind is whispering.
The mood has set. And I’m really glad that we have met. Our Friendship is a garden my blossom buddy 
and you are like a work of art. You stare for far too long and next thing you know they’re blank faced. 
Eyes big and soulless with hues of greenish grey. I want to hold their hand regardless if I may. 
 I wish this day would never end cause now we are both no longer smiling. Lend me a hand I’m scared 
shitless. This day is now becoming endless. 
I grab the phone and now I am dialing. You, my friend, you’re always smiling. I threw my head back 
while on the floor. God, I hoped and wished for more. 
You are a box. Full of stuff, our memories. And I wish I could disappear. Looking at the clock now it is a 
quarter past seven. And you my friend, you are still in heaven.

  • Author: JustSADA (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2022 21:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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