He was many things. Somehow, many wasn't quite enough for people around him. More so for the ones he feels something for. He had been waiting. Years. Others came in. Stolen somewhat his place he feels. BUT, that's juts how he feels, too naive, too eager. He thought he was too quiet in his early days, he tried to change to be closer to someone.
He did. Change the only thing that stands still in this ever changing world.
To his despair, change was the one thing that brought him further from that one special someone. He's doing something else now. Taking a different path. More people have come into the picture. Down the order he's been thrown. Although his feelings have not changed, he somewhat feels different.
Yes , it was you he thought. It was always you. Forever has come and gone yet he still waits. It was you and it it still is was the one line he still had remained in him.
" IT WAS YOU "
He died in the end. In all that waiting. He did not prevail. Gave in to circumstances.
On the day of his funeral, he looked on from above. Saw sights that made him feel at peace at long last. The ones he cared for were there. They were all there. he then left to move on. Knowing what life would have been and looking forward to the one at hand.
p/s, this post does not mean anything. thought of writing something emo. HAHA
comments are definitely welcomed
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