The life and struggle of a Gorillachimp

…haunted by the past and tortured by a future I can not reach, the present slips through my fingers like the sands of time.

You evicted yourself from the place in my heart that used to be your home, leaving nothing but emptiness. As you return for a brief moment you fill the void. Yet, as you leave again, you leave me with a pain that echoes inside me, now greater than before. My wounds will never heal as long as you keep visiting my heart. Let it be. Let it go. Let me fly. Let me escape the night that falls upon me whenever I reminisce about all that is you. I must die because that is the only way that I can live again.

…yes, I know…

I don’t get to see you anymore… and I don’t get to hear your laughter anymore…

My eyes seek for you in the crowd but you are nowhere to be found…

I yell out your name in agony, expecting your soothing warmth to take away the pain…

But you’re not here anymore.

Gently we managed to kill each other… but I’ll never seize to hope for the resurrection…

Damn I miss you!

…to live in the now…

…all the days before me.

I’m made of all the times I tried and failed and I’m made of all the times I succeeded.

I’m made of all the gentle touches of love life has granted me with as well as the infinite ache of a heart torn to pieces.

I’m made of every profanity life choose to stab my back with but also of the ever-warming kindness of an unexpected smile from a total stranger.

I’m made of all those days you’ll never see… and not only by the only one you see today.

I’m made of all those days before me knowing that every step along the way is an achievement, every mile on a struggled path is a battle won and every finish line is a victory of fulfillment making dreams come true.

I’m made of all those days… and here I am.