December 2009
11 posts
it feels as though theres nothing to look forward to. i’ve accomplished and lost so much in such a short span of time and i haven’t fulfilled anything before the year’s end. I don’t see any fucking dumbass resolutions and any light at the end of the tunnel. new year, no new hopes, just living day by day without anything in mind.
i just wish i can find something or someone...
what did all those things you said mean? those false hopes, misleading signals, all the pain. maybe you did care and i pushed you away. but at the end of it all, i still don’t see why you never really rejected me straight to my face, and played around with me instead. if you think that you’ve been hurt and you’re taking revenge, then i’m sorry, hurt the one who hurt you,...
sounds cliche but i never ever thought i would fall for you. not until i spoke to you, at least. well, when i did, i fell really hard. i remember the conversations on MSN trying to make you laugh. The times i went to the mall near your school to meet my friends hoping you’d pass by. The few times when i’d see you at parties and would be to shy to say hello. the times when you’d...
sometimes our tears bring out something more than the thoughts we usually think. they make us reflect on what really is happening, on how filthy and cluttered this world can be. when we cry for love, because of love, whatever, you wonder why you were worse off than the other party. why did you not get the girl, even though you cared more than the other guy did, or whatever. tears don’t make...
my tears don't fall, they crash around me
i remember the first time i saw you. i didn’t recognise you. the house party. the police, the roadside where my friend told you i liked you. well i thought you were pretty back then but my feelings for you weren’t how they grew to be, and how they are now. i remember times where i’d talk to you just to see how you were doing, i remember confessing. i remember the bits and pieces....
for granted
sometimes, we wait for the moment to pass before we regret. we often wish that we had told the other how we really felt about him/her. or maybe we wish we had found the best words to express those feelings. or maybe the words couldn’t come out. or maybe this. or maybe that.
But at the end of the day, we still regret
Right now i’m hoping so hard that the moment isn’t past and...
a day late
strangers. thats what we’re like now. we hardly speak. you never reply me most of the time, and when you do, its not like how you used to. I think i know where i went wrong. everytime i see you, its never a good time to talk because it would be awkward for the both of us. These three words might not mean anything to you, but they mean alot to me. I LIKE YOU.