Like I Feel

When you were here, wish you could feel the way I do.

Share a little, know a little and a little what we felt.

The Little we would be together, but the ‘little’ I know of is not going the way it should.

You are no more here, wish you could feel, Like I Do.

Empty, yet Happy.

Something inside me still waiting for that same little old thing called HOPE.

Hope to see you..

Besides me, around me, with me.

Empty isn’t empty enough;

Silence so loud that it hurts;

Happiness is just a word and incomplete is the only feeling left.

Now that you are not here, I know you importance, I know my days were days and nights were nights.

Now I only wish for the darkness, for I can hide in it; where I don’t have to bare the light of a bright sunny day or tolerate the fascination a night can bring to me.

This world is a scary place you know… not all people who smile mean peace to you.

Intentions are hidden while the eyes sparkle.

For I still miss you and wish you were here to know a little and share a little, to feel like I feel.

Love,

Trippy