Sunday

empty words

empty words


there are times when i'd wake up in the middle of the night and still hear your voice in my head telling me you love me, promising a lifetime of happiness. 

i don't think about you anymore as much as i can help it. 

but i think the human brain is just amazing. bizarre. 

no one really has understood or measured its limit yet.

i haven't understood nor measured the limit of mine. 

i don't know as to how long it will create illusions of you every now and then.

i don't know as to how long it will take for it to erase every memory of you.

empty words
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i don't know as to when it will stop replaying your words.  your once so sweet but now so insipid words.  the words that are full of promises but long have i realized to be so empty.  words that you said just because you want to flatter me.  just because you want to hear or get something in return.  not a single one of them meant a thing.

how could you?

for now, i think i'd just have to let your words echo in this quiet breaking dawn.

your empty words whispering empty promises in my empty heart.








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