I Am Dead

Im laying in my bed. Thinking. Just thinking.
All those memories keep on hunting me. Those tons of happy memories.
I never thought that this thing will happen. I never thought that I have to let this thing go.
It seems like There is a big vault in my heart. Vault that is full of memories that I dont want to open and yet I can’t let it go. I just cant.
I think I am alive but I am not living. Since yesterday, I am just a statue, faking a smile to hide everything, from everything.
I miss it. I really do and it kills me seeing that sadness, that obvious sadness.
I am already dead, deep inside my heart. I am already dead.

1 year ago on 03/11/12 at 11:09am