It's hard to move on....
To act like you were never here...
it's too hard, i feel so guilty.
I missed you, alot
Even though you never spoke much,
i missed your presence beside me,
the times when your silence brought me comfort.
I can't help it, guilt eats me alive.
I stare at the sky looking at the stars, i again remember, you always watch the stars with me in silence.
"They're beautiful" i once heard you whisper.
I imagined, if there would ever be a chance to fix this, a chance to bring you back.
I'd grab it, anything to bring you back.
Tears streamed down my eyes as whispered apologies.
"What are you longing for?" A voice startles me.
I look at the person who spoke to me with wide eyes, it was an old man, i wondered how he was able to reach here.
Wait!..... Wasn't i the only one on the roof top??
"You haven't answered my question" the voice brought me back fromy thoughts.
My friend, she's dead; i whispered as my eyes started to get filled with tears.
The old man sighed, he looked at me, his face unreadable.
"I can help you, but you must pay the price " the old man said.
My eyes widened in shock and freight.
What is he talking about?