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Hell Week

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

I'm sorry I cannot be there for you, but I promise you this.
When you walk out that dreadful gate, I'll drown you with the life's little pleasure. I'll bring you home, feed you all the ice-creams in the world, I'll kiss you all over your forehead, and give you the tightest hug. I'll let you hug me until you fall asleep, you liked that right. I buy you food, I'll make you food even.

I'll make it up to you, although it is not really my fault that I cannot be there for you. There are just some pain that you need to go through on your own, but I'll cradle you thereafter. Not a day goes by that I do not think about you. You lived in the spaces of my mind, every corner of the street, every reaction, there is you.