Nothing, absolutely nothing
Monday, 4 May 2015
It's nothing.
There's nothing.
Why does it feel like there's something?
Why does it feels like it's something?
Why does it feel like that?
Why do I smile at the call of your name?
Why do i expect too much?
I know it's nothing.
It just feels like there's something.
When I know it's nothing.
It is absolutely nothing.
I hate dreams.
I hate dreams that has you in it.
I know.
I have experienced dreams that made me think that
things will happen because it's a happy dream.
A really happy one.
All of it was a lie.
The dream was just a lie.
It turned out the opposite of what I expected.
Kept telling myself that it's nothing.
I know.
But deep down inside...
I feel like it something.
When it not.
It's just nothing.
Absolutely nothing.