I found something last night~

Last night, before I sleep,

I talked to God, about you,

I said that I missed you all day,

You were out of sight,

And that I hope you’re doing well.

How many days do I have to go through

Before I can see you come to me?

Holiday never felt this long,

I’m willing to come back as long as you’re right there too.

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I found this in my notebook while I was looking for something. I don’t remember what I was writing for. It seems incomplete. I found it the way it is typed here. I don’t remember if I was writing for someone or was I inspired in the midst of nothingness at that time. No date and venue written, and to think that I’m looking for them in my own notebook, oh. I don’t even remember if I wrote them during the holiday. However, I’m hooked to this again. As if I rediscover my own emotion. It feels, good? It rarely feels so, so I think I’ll just have to write about this. So that when I rediscover this again in the future, I’ll know that I felt good about it, and I should feel the same way again. Maybe I know the truth behind this but I prefer not to be clear about this. Yet.