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I am craving for a hug , a so tight hug that I can feel being loved .
it is true that when you stay in the dark for so long , you will slowly forgot the warm and beauty of the sun . You leaned to bury your homesickness deep down in your heart after locking with a thousand clocks . You promise yourself to open it when you are actually home .
It is never as easy as it sounds . There is something growing bigger and heavier day by day , you try to hide it but in the end you find yourself crying to sleep . The bottled up emotions are wearing you out and you blindly seek the protection from others or do every thing to distract yourself.
The first six months , you stayed in the bath room , let the sound of the water hide your cry .
After one year passed , successfully busy yourself with homeworks , houseworks , ... you think that you will be just fine on your own . But the flashbacks of the happy meal with your dad , mom and brother crossed your mind more frequently. The voice of your mom calling you , the sad eye with hidden emotions of your dad , his jokes , his stories , the bright smile of your brother , ..Just a mere image of them can drive you insane , and the desire of holding them are growing so strong . One call a week from your brother is never enough , three or four calls from your dad and mom per week can never alleviate the longing ...
You dont know how long you can control your sickness , you have no idea how to make it stop growing , and you are afraid that your insanity is losing ..piece by piece ..
You are not going to be fine but you will try to be ~
* I want you to be proud of me :) *
"And I feel just like,
I’m living,
Someone else’s life,
It’s like i just stepped outside,
When everything was going right,
And I no just why you could not come along with me,
‘Cause this was not your dream,
But you always believed in me."
Home-Westlife
it is true that when you stay in the dark for so long , you will slowly forgot the warm and beauty of the sun . You leaned to bury your homesickness deep down in your heart after locking with a thousand clocks . You promise yourself to open it when you are actually home .
It is never as easy as it sounds . There is something growing bigger and heavier day by day , you try to hide it but in the end you find yourself crying to sleep . The bottled up emotions are wearing you out and you blindly seek the protection from others or do every thing to distract yourself.
The first six months , you stayed in the bath room , let the sound of the water hide your cry .
After one year passed , successfully busy yourself with homeworks , houseworks , ... you think that you will be just fine on your own . But the flashbacks of the happy meal with your dad , mom and brother crossed your mind more frequently. The voice of your mom calling you , the sad eye with hidden emotions of your dad , his jokes , his stories , the bright smile of your brother , ..Just a mere image of them can drive you insane , and the desire of holding them are growing so strong . One call a week from your brother is never enough , three or four calls from your dad and mom per week can never alleviate the longing ...
You dont know how long you can control your sickness , you have no idea how to make it stop growing , and you are afraid that your insanity is losing ..piece by piece ..
You are not going to be fine but you will try to be ~
* I want you to be proud of me :) *
"And I feel just like,
I’m living,
Someone else’s life,
It’s like i just stepped outside,
When everything was going right,
And I no just why you could not come along with me,
‘Cause this was not your dream,
But you always believed in me."
Home-Westlife