Midnights are the worst. Because that’s when all the thoughts of you become vivid. That’s when your smile, our conversations, fragments of our moments start to haunt me.
I don’t know how long will I have to endure this until things eventually become more bearable. Each night I keep on finding myself longing for your hugs. Longing for you.
Those happy moments feel like a nightmare.
I’ve been forcing myself to sleep it off, hoping that I can escape from thoughts of you. But you’re haunting me in my dreams. You’re running around in my mind, as if you have nowhere to go.
I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me for one last time... I wish I hugged you longer... so at least there’s something for you to remember after you leave.
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