Picture this :
You are sitting in a dark room... there is a light bulk in the hanging in the middle of the ceiling, its yellow gives a weak glow...Its a woodern floor that you are stepping on... you look to the 4 walls, its empty, maybe theres some wordings written on it? Just maybe... but you cant be bother either way...
The window is wide open.. its a clear sky today... no stars, neither is there the familiar moonlight which provides a glimer of glow... You sit down on the couch in the middle of the room, your thoughts start to drift in mid air... You cant recall what you are thinking but it doest matter either ... Your heart's feeling heavy... maybe your're sad? But it doesnt matter...
It starts with the prick or maybe its more than that... its like, a kid who finds out that both his parents have meet in an accident and he's all alone... the closest ppl he has is now gone... gone is like that... Familiar faces, scents & voices.... they come back to you in so vivid that you believed that it was real...
There is a sound... like those that they play during a funeral? Like those that you hear when its accompanied with sobs & sighs....
This time it sounds like one of those songs from Coldplay maybe ? or Snow Petrol... and yes, its hard to explain...and yes, its tears that you feel, moists your eyes and steady forms a tear drop that drips past your cheeks... you feel the saltyness on your lips... it forms a steady line... meeting in the centre of the chin... I wish you were here to wipe it dry?
The music continues.... I think i recognized this song....
There's the instrument playing at the background...He's singing... He's saying something about being happy?
Most of what i remember, makes me sure... i should have stopped you from walking through the door...
One of the song froms - Snow Patrol - "Eyes Open"
- ColdPlay - "Yellow"
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