from the death

of the ones you never heard

i send a little prayer to god last night. a prayer that is different than the ones i repeatedly asked him before. oh, and i told him about you.

i wish that you will be okay, that the farewell i couldn’t say by myself will be enough for you. i am a hundred percent sure that one day you will stumble upon this page again, maybe after a month, maybe even a year, but i want you to know that i don’t mean to hurt you. it’s just i didn’t think i could face you at that time, i was afraid that you would make me change my mind.

i wish that you will go on with life, and despite our fights i hope that i will be a chapter in your life that you cherished and loved. i want you to see the world that i could no longer see, meet the faces i wanted to meet, live the whole life i dreamt to have.

i wish that the time will heal all your wounds, and one day you’ll look up to the sky and remember my name. the way i used to make you feel, the way i used to make love to you, the way i used to live with you.

so when i’m gone, don’t mourn, rejoice.

because every time you hear the sound of my voice just know that i’m looking down on you smiling and i didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back.