Sunday, July 8, 2007
Labels: emotions
Could it be a third party interference? Is that person trying to tear us apart by inserting this barrier in between us? Why? If it is disapproving of me to be with her, tell it to me right in my face. Why bother with the fancy stuff? Do you draw pleasure from seeing people suffer in bewilderment from such emotions, you psycho?
I want to get closer. I want to be her friend. But yet, I want to maintain that distance where we can have our own privacy. How to do so without any intrusion of any sort? I fear that as time goes by, our relationship with each other will only dwindle and disappear altogether. I don't want that to happen. I'll be so lost without it.
All the pain will come back to me and I'll be my heartless self again. That will be totally undesirable. All those years of seeing couples holding hands and walking down the vividly decorated streets of Orchard Road, and eyeing them with jealousy and feeling the pain of that empty void will come back.
It is the lonely feeling that no one is there for you, the warm ocean breeze that only seems like an icy wind biting your cheeks. As you walk along the road you only see happy couples, laughing and talking, enjoying each others company while you only have your thoughts and cell phone to accompany you. When you watch a movie, you only laugh with yourself and at the end of the show, you see other couples holding hands telling each other how good the movie was while you only grasp the large coke in your hands and throw it away on the way out. When you achieve one of your intermediate goals, you only have yourself to rejoice with.
No, I don't want that. Not again
posted at 5:41 AM
gender - boy
stage in life: trying to find out what i'm doing here.
wanna noe more (like u do) see me.
friends,
lasting ones - not those irritating leeches that suck up to you then leave when their done
my PC and Laptop
backstabbers
bootlickers
basically, those that i call 'assholes'
~ Blue Bird by Ikimono Gakari*
i told u,
if u wanna poke ur nose into more of my shit;
see me