The place is so empty...
I still remember when there was you and me...
I still recall how it used to be...
When there was a sound of giggling and laughing...
When the room was filled with love...
When there was pictures of you and me hung on the wall...
When there was our footprints on the floor...
The place is so empty now...
It's like there's something missing, some how...
Though the scent of you still hang in the air...
Your jackets still hang on a chair...
I can feel you here and there...
The shadow of you is everywhere...
Every corner I can hear your voice...
Every mirror I see your smile...
But the place is really empty now...
There's something different.
There's something changed.
The place seems to be soul-less.
The feeling of emptiness.
The touch of loneliness.
And the steam of sadness.
I wish you back to life again, the empty place.
I wish you back to your grace.
I wish you the best...
The empty soul, the empty place...
Yosita Anita V.
I still remember when there was you and me...
I still recall how it used to be...
When there was a sound of giggling and laughing...
When the room was filled with love...
When there was pictures of you and me hung on the wall...
When there was our footprints on the floor...
The place is so empty now...
It's like there's something missing, some how...
Though the scent of you still hang in the air...
Your jackets still hang on a chair...
I can feel you here and there...
The shadow of you is everywhere...
Every corner I can hear your voice...
Every mirror I see your smile...
But the place is really empty now...
There's something different.
There's something changed.
The place seems to be soul-less.
The feeling of emptiness.
The touch of loneliness.
And the steam of sadness.
I wish you back to life again, the empty place.
I wish you back to your grace.
I wish you the best...
The empty soul, the empty place...
Yosita Anita V.
While we think we encourage other people with our strength, it's often those things we want to keep hidden that speak to them.
ReplyDeleteand more than often those speak much louder than the whisper of our strengths.
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