Maybe I am stronger than that. I think therefore I am. I can be independent. I think I can. I will do to prove.
No one around me seems to think we should be together. Even I once upon a time believed so that we can never be. Perhaps, it is only out of desperation. If that is true, I’m sure I can overcome – just like another material need. Forget about it, time will pass, and we will grow. Ah… that is the smell of spring.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
An impulse
In a sense, I need him so much. It is like I am only capable of being okay, when he tells me so. I am only capable of sleeping tight, if he tells me so. And if he is seeing someone else, I’ll live only because I’d tell myself so.
They say it never rains, it only pours… maybe my heart never tingles before it jumps right in. The wounds from the past never breathe, they only sting right through. What is it about me that made it all so black and white?
STOP!
Of course, it could just all be a lie. I can only be sure of the past or not even. Future is unknown, but sometimes even the present can be filled with ambiguity and blur.
Do I just want to be cared for? Does it ever matter who it is? Does it?
They say it never rains, it only pours… maybe my heart never tingles before it jumps right in. The wounds from the past never breathe, they only sting right through. What is it about me that made it all so black and white?
STOP!
Of course, it could just all be a lie. I can only be sure of the past or not even. Future is unknown, but sometimes even the present can be filled with ambiguity and blur.
Do I just want to be cared for? Does it ever matter who it is? Does it?
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