I miss

A few years ago. I used to dream about future. and the long journy I would spend.

I used to feel that i had a long walk towards aging. But now, things are changing.

I feel like i have been living since a million years. I feel like i am too old to remember things that used to make me laugh when my fancy was free, or things that that made me cry when problems got the greatest share of me.

 

I can't think of what i miss; somtimes it looks like, i miss the crowd i had around me and other tmes i miss my loneliness. sometimes I miss the softness of the morning breeze with the magical beems of sun and birds singing around as the are blessing the morning. Somtimes i miss the calmness of the winter nights and the darkness of the sky in midwinter where neither the moon nor the stars could find their ways to my scared eyes. Sometimes i miss the dream and most of other times i miss the reality. Sometimes I miss my heart that used to be full of love before i lost it with that fairy murmaid. and other times i miss the hatered that filled my heart before i knew love.

 

But the real thing that realy scares me is that soon I will have nothing to miss.

Maybe there will be something or somone who will miss me,

But, by that time I will be just a memory.



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