Without You

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Victims of Love

A person that truely loves will never let go, no matter how hard the situation is.

Without you (Godt)

Underneath the cold November sky I'll wait for You As the pages of my life roll by I'll wait for You I'm so desperate just to see Your face Meet me in this broken place (without you by Ashes Remain)

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Underneath the cold November sky
I'll wait for You
As the pages of my life roll by
I'll wait for You
I'm so desperate just to see Your face
Meet me in this broken place (without you by Ashes Remain)

I stared at the birthday greeting I received from him on my birthday for the hundredth time. It was an old picture from a fanmeet abroad. I looked ridiculous, sleeping with my mouth open.

Only Bas is cheeky enough to play with me like that

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Only Bas is cheeky enough to play with me like that.

I’ve never seen that picture before. I didn’t know how many shots of me he had, taken discreetly, saved on his phone gallery. I’m worried should his phone falls into a stranger's hand.

The dusk is falling. Golden light from the setting sun flooded the deserted rooftop of my condominium complex. I blew the cigarette  smoke up and watched the rings curled up slowly, fading into nothingness. No one knows this place. Nobody came here except maybe service personnels.

The humming of the air-conditioning units and water tanks soothed me. I come here often to have a smoke or two alone because I know that no one will find me here. Sometimes I need to be away from people and just be with myself. Sometimes I despise people.

I looked at the picture on my phone screen again. Bas was the only one braved to break my walls and touch my dark heart. He’s the only person that lit up my inner darkness.

We are polar opposites. If I’m the darkness then he’s the light in my sky. When I’m stationary then he’s on continuous motion. If I’m sad then he’s the happiness. I’m the introvert and he’s the extrovert. I’m secretive and he’s an open book.
How did we fit together like two stacked spoons? He balanced my darkness while I controlled his brightness from blinding the whole world.

Then why aren’t we together?

Then why aren’t we together?

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