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I have stopped doing this.
But when I do,
I will write as I will.
I will write as I love.
And I will do as I live.
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This girl, is a dime..
Monday, March 29, 2010
 Sometimes when you're feeling down, you have that enough energy to be angry, to hate somebody, to drown yourself in sorrows. But then I just learn that with that much of energy that you channel yourself to hatred and anger, why not switch them to positive things which motivate you to be a better person. To love yourself and not give a damn about anyone else? I just realise that yes, finally in my life I have friends who I truly love. I don't know if I would ever get hurt from them. But as for now, I feel good that I have them and I'm enjoying every moment that I'm around them. The things that they taught me has made me grown so much more from every single shit I experienced in my life. Yes, now is the time.. I'm starting to love myself. However, it's all in the mind... then comes the heart.... Or... otherwise. :))))
Keep crying, but stop, when you're done and ran out..
Friday, March 19, 2010
I am miserable. I am so sad, so hurt that I'm breaking me, I'm letting myself go as I'm crying, as I'm reading his old mails, as I'm reading back the way we were, as I'm doing everything I can to see him through my eyes.. But it's too late. It's not the same. We have changed. He's not the same person, and even if I want to defend myself, there's no point. All I wanna do now is to cry, and for once, I'm just gonna lay down, and cry my heart out, and follow my heart. For once, I will just cry and yes, tomorrow will be better.. Just cry......
Envision something bad..
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Funny it seems that I can't sleep at this hour. I could try but yeah..sooner or later I will still into slumber. Funny it seems that i'm thinking the things that would break me. And. I wonder how nasty things could go if one fails. Funny it seems that when the sun is going up right outside my window, I'm visualizing something about you and me, which I doubt can be considered any good. After all we've been through, I just wish things could be save. I wish you will love me enough to save it all again. To save me from myself, to save us from falling. But no, here I am thinking if we were to go different ways, you would be a different man. I don't know what but it kills. It kills just by thinking and imagining how you would change and become. Of kills enough just by the thought of it. And so I think to myself, can I, or would I, or will I ever be able to take it if they were all real? Could I ever take looking at you changing and being a different person I know and love? For that, I am afraid. For that I fear. I fear I won't be able to take it, to see you change, to see me change, to see me try to lie to myself and convince that I will be ok without you around. For all of that, I am terrified. And yes, will this be it? Or it wouldn't be so bad? Well, ... God knows.
I see you, everywhere around..
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
 Again, there's another sad person in this planet and that is me. Somebody who cries at night, who thinks that love is so easy but is so hard at the same time. Somebody who reads the same old stories over and over again, who still lives in the past of the good old memories and memorizes it all in details. I'm that somebody. I'm more than somebody. I am sadder that just that somebody. Why? Because I'm so lost. I've managed to lose the light in this path, with him.
Tonight when I sleep, I will hope to get a chance to see him in my dreams. I miss him so much. I wish things aren't the way they are now. We were so happy, we were the happiest couple. We were more than just lovers. We, were nothing but just in love, were nothing but crazy about each other. He was the best thing that happened to me. He is the only one thing that lasts in my heart. I wish we didn't grow, I wish he was always there. I wish he were the same. But I don't know if he would take it all back from the beginning. I don't know. I wish I know, but in the end of the day, I really don't know.
I read about the things we did. I read about me and him falling in love, about me and him staying up late when we were just friends. I read about the old stories that we created together. I read it all back. And I feel extremely broken, because he was so in love with me. He was the thing that I lived for. Yes, as silly as it sounds, but yes, I really lived my life with him back them. I waited for him everyday, I just wanted to talk with him everyday, I longed for him everyday, and I just begged God to let me with him.. and I got it. I got it all the way I wanted. But....
I'm going crazy. I cannot take it anymore. And I don't know if God would talk to me this time. But I have no other choice than to keep breathing...
And I see him everywhere in my room, I feel him underneath my skin, even the air I'm breathing I smell him everywhere.. I doubt I can escape this.. It's killing me. But yes, I have no other choice than to keep breathing.....
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This girl, is a dime..
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sometimes when you're feeling down, you have that enough energy to be angry, to hate somebody, to drown yourself in sorrows. But then I just learn that with that much of energy that you channel yourself to hatred and anger, why not switch them to positive things which motivate you to be a better person. To love yourself and not give a damn about anyone else? I just realise that yes, finally in my life I have friends who I truly love. I don't know if I would ever get hurt from them. But as for now, I feel good that I have them and I'm enjoying every moment that I'm around them. The things that they taught me has made me grown so much more from every single shit I experienced in my life. Yes, now is the time.. I'm starting to love myself. However, it's all in the mind... then comes the heart.... Or... otherwise. :))))
Keep crying, but stop, when you're done and ran out..
Friday, March 19, 2010
I am miserable. I am so sad, so hurt that I'm breaking me, I'm letting myself go as I'm crying, as I'm reading his old mails, as I'm reading back the way we were, as I'm doing everything I can to see him through my eyes.. But it's too late. It's not the same. We have changed. He's not the same person, and even if I want to defend myself, there's no point. All I wanna do now is to cry, and for once, I'm just gonna lay down, and cry my heart out, and follow my heart. For once, I will just cry and yes, tomorrow will be better.. Just cry......
Envision something bad..
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Funny it seems that I can't sleep at this hour. I could try but yeah..sooner or later I will still into slumber. Funny it seems that i'm thinking the things that would break me. And. I wonder how nasty things could go if one fails. Funny it seems that when the sun is going up right outside my window, I'm visualizing something about you and me, which I doubt can be considered any good. After all we've been through, I just wish things could be save. I wish you will love me enough to save it all again. To save me from myself, to save us from falling. But no, here I am thinking if we were to go different ways, you would be a different man. I don't know what but it kills. It kills just by thinking and imagining how you would change and become. Of kills enough just by the thought of it. And so I think to myself, can I, or would I, or will I ever be able to take it if they were all real? Could I ever take looking at you changing and being a different person I know and love? For that, I am afraid. For that I fear. I fear I won't be able to take it, to see you change, to see me change, to see me try to lie to myself and convince that I will be ok without you around. For all of that, I am terrified. And yes, will this be it? Or it wouldn't be so bad? Well, ... God knows.
I see you, everywhere around..
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Again, there's another sad person in this planet and that is me. Somebody who cries at night, who thinks that love is so easy but is so hard at the same time. Somebody who reads the same old stories over and over again, who still lives in the past of the good old memories and memorizes it all in details. I'm that somebody. I'm more than somebody. I am sadder that just that somebody. Why? Because I'm so lost. I've managed to lose the light in this path, with him.
Tonight when I sleep, I will hope to get a chance to see him in my dreams. I miss him so much. I wish things aren't the way they are now. We were so happy, we were the happiest couple. We were more than just lovers. We, were nothing but just in love, were nothing but crazy about each other. He was the best thing that happened to me. He is the only one thing that lasts in my heart. I wish we didn't grow, I wish he was always there. I wish he were the same. But I don't know if he would take it all back from the beginning. I don't know. I wish I know, but in the end of the day, I really don't know.
I read about the things we did. I read about me and him falling in love, about me and him staying up late when we were just friends. I read about the old stories that we created together. I read it all back. And I feel extremely broken, because he was so in love with me. He was the thing that I lived for. Yes, as silly as it sounds, but yes, I really lived my life with him back them. I waited for him everyday, I just wanted to talk with him everyday, I longed for him everyday, and I just begged God to let me with him.. and I got it. I got it all the way I wanted. But....
I'm going crazy. I cannot take it anymore. And I don't know if God would talk to me this time. But I have no other choice than to keep breathing...
And I see him everywhere in my room, I feel him underneath my skin, even the air I'm breathing I smell him everywhere.. I doubt I can escape this.. It's killing me. But yes, I have no other choice than to keep breathing.....
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