Sunday, September 14, 2014

Empty

What will you have done if our places switched?
What will you do to move on?
What will you think?
What will you tell yourself?
What will you tell me?

We never had the conversation if death happens.
We never tell each other how we shall react.
We never convey the message on how we shall move on.
We never gave any last requests to be fulfilled.

People say stay strong.
People say take care.
People say I am sorry.

I feel nothing.
I feel hollow.

Empty.