“I’m smiling but I’m dying, trying not to drag my feet…” The
Script, Nothing
I was one of the Masters of Ceremony in our school assembly.
I also needed to manage the WCC Music Club. I tried not to look stressed. I
tried not thinking about it. In the deepest recesses of my heart, I knew I
couldn’t.
How could I easily break a one-year habit of texting him ‘good
morning’? How could I keep myself from wishing him goodnight when it used to be
a routine? How could I suddenly cut ties with a person I fell so deeply in love
with?
How could he do so much without me?
I even wore a pink dress today…
I tried to smile…
I tried to be happy…
I tried to shrug it off…
But the pain kept on haunting me. The toughest ones came at
night when I had to think of how to get through another day without him.
It was hard to breathe.
I only had sleep to numb me and my dreams to keep me from
falling apart. If I could, I would stay in those dreams where I could cuddle in
his arms and forget everything but him. But I know those dreams could only
prepare me for an even tougher pain that the next day has to offer. Nothing
more.
I will only have to keep on smiling until I die inside.
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