IRC-Galleria

Oh the times I prayed for someone who could fulfill my wishes.
The nights I cried wishing you never moved. The days I couldn't get up from my bed because I knew once I checked your room you wouldn't be there.
Nothing was.
Everything that reminded me of you wasn't there. The few things I have- are not enough. Nothing will ever be enough to remind me of you, nothing will ever bring me the joy of hearing your voice again, nothing will ever.
I just have to live and reminisce.