I can make up hundreds of excuses

“why my phone didn’t rang this past few days”

especially at nights at exactly ten’fifty nine, a minute before eleven.

a single SMS,.. from that someone could have changed the way I see my life now…

Mornings, waking up knowing that everything in sight would still be blurry, like watching everything drawn by a dull blue crayon… Still waiting for that moment when the view just makes a little more sense.

waiting…

as time goes by, you simply cant stop to think, What else can you do? when you are put in a spot where everybody seems to not notice the things you’re going through?

thinking becomes more of analyzing…

that’s how most mornings are spend, being in deep realization of things unknown, unsure and what-ifs…

It could have been regrets or simply just being a bitter, but it is not that bad, really. Despite all that complications and agony, I did learn too.

It only sucks that I had to learn it the hard way, if there could have been a much more easier choice, I would’ve taken it in a heartbeat…

I didn’t ache because you were gone; I ached because you couldn’t tell me when you’ll come back.

it could have been easier, every healthy relationships are based on great communication.

All that distances and all that time apart would turn US into strangers again.