i shut my eyes only to see you not let go of my hand not to walk away either but for you to come close and fade away as you do scared, i wake up only to find that the nights are longer than before do you remember the times when we'd be up watching the night sky its still the same except i feel scared now you had a face right out of the stories i'd read now you look just like anyone i'm afraid, am i too young to sit on an armchair or too old to get stoned? they say time heals everything but as i watch the clock strike 12 i wait for you to call (again) only to realise its been ages since you last did looking at a picture of us, i lay down with ease, thinking about everything that's broke as i leave it to the breeze. ~Peace.
I'm Satyam, a 20-year old Economics student at Tilburg University in The Netherlands. Oh, and I also write sometimes.