It's Still You

I always thought my life was peaceful until you came in the picture and everything fell apart. This wasn't part of the plan. YOU weren't part of my plan but it just happened. I fell in love.


2. Karma

I woke up by the sound of a guitar strumming and the ray of sunlight straight to my face. I was half asleep but i think i see Harry standing at the foot of my bed. I rubbed my eyes and he's still there! I thought i was hallucinating but i'm not. He really is there!

"Good Morning, Beautiful" then he flashed me his heart melting smile "Get up we need to go somewhere"
I checked my phone and it was only 8 in the morning, "this early?" he nodded.
"Okay i'll just get ready" I stood up and started to walk towards the bathroom but then he walked towards me. He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the room, "What are you doing? i'm not dressed! I can't go out like this!"
He laughed, "Are you kidding me?" 

"You can at least let me brush my teeth"

He stopped and turned to me "I'm already used to it by now. I even know how your breath smells in the morning"
"You're disgusting" I laughed and i hit him in the arms but he pulled me closer for a hug. It seems different. I mean it's still warm but there's something different about it. I can't quite put my finger on it but there is definitely something different.

Despite all the thoughts going on in my mind, he kissed my forehead.

"You're the reason i wake up everyday. You're the reason why i live in this world" he looked straight into my eyes, "You're the reason my heart beats"

I smiled at him and i hugged him tighter but he pulled me away at arms length, "We can't be like this"

I looked at him puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"It's just not working anymore"

I slapped him in the face and i ran as far away as i can 

.....then i woke up from my dream.

I felt my sweat dripping from my forehead to my neck. I was panting and panicking. 

I sat up and rubbed neck. Little did i know, i was already crying.

I think i am still being haunted of my past. I guess this is karma's way of telling me that i'm getting punished for what i did.

For not loving him as much as he loved me.

I wonder how many times i looked up the sky and prayed for him to be mine.
I wonder how many times i wished he would never leave me
I wonder how many times i hoped i could turn back time and be with him again

I hate that i think of all the what ifs and the maybes and the regrets

I hate myself for not letting go as fast as he did but for the most part, i hate myself for not moving on as fast as i fell in love.

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