i have to learn to live without you; failing each time teaches me how much i love you...
Florescent lights lit up my two-room apartment. Clinking of empty wine bottles deepen the silence of the shadows that are cast upon the whitewashed walls. Shadows of different shapes communicate with each other...they feel the void, the desperation of my urge flowing through my veins tearing me apart. It is impossible for me to tell everything in a single sentence...cluster of thoughts and visions occurring and reoccurring at the same time. My phone lay dead at the corner of my bed waiting to feel alive once more. We both wait like hitchhikers ready to jump upon a lonely car in a dark deserted road. Like a robot, I do my daily jobs. My mind is glued to the phone. Every moment kills a budding hope.
The phone never rings.
i have to learn to love without you; failing each time teaches me how much i live you...
