he never realised, when he fell asleep...
rain trickled down the window...
like little crystal, reflecting the street lights, and the traffics...
it's been three weeks, one day, thirdty-four minutes and twelve seconds...
she was not there... for this long time...
he missed her... her warm hands on his back,
her long fingers, playing with his hair,
her soothing voice, whispering in his ear...
her vibrant eyes, looking into his...
he smiled, thinking of her sweet smile, and soft long hair...
then sad, she was no longer there...
his hand reached out...he thought he saw her smile again...
illusions...
things happened too quickly... he never foresaw this coming...
it broke his heart... so deep, so painful...
and thus, he was alone in the bed...
cold, lonely... he wished she'll be there...
just like before, when he would slowly glide into the bed,
when she was asleep...
and caressed her hair, and said, 'i love you...'
and she would turn over, and hug him...
and with the sweetest innocent smile,
open her eyes, and said, 'i love you too'...
love, too far to pursue..
too hard to hold on to...
he wished he would be in dream...
at least, he won't feel the pain that hurting..
the loneliness that suffocating...
it's only he, again, another night...
wishing...
inspired by 'dreaming with a broken heart'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4
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