philopopsicle once exclusive, now accessible to anyone. don't convince yourself that just because you have read some of my bloggerings, it doesn't necessarily follow that you already know me as a person. most of the words written here are just a burst of an immense emotion that needs to find a decent way of break through. i may not write well as you think you do but what the hell, it is my blog. and for those who appreciate, gratitude is my sincere shot.
Friday, August 29, 2008
let's just do it and forget about everything 5:24 PM
[i was moved by the statement written on the title]
the other day i was up all night thinking about some things. some things that are very difficult. i'm here again. i am here again in such a stupid cycle wherein im at the bottom. i cried for i wish i was never here. the rain exaggeratedly pour that made things even worst. i remembered... i remembered how deeply i fell. i remember how i get this tingly feeling that radiates up until the tip of my fingers. and how all this things leave me sighing for everything was impeded by distance. will he remain my un-fulfilled love? i was left behind... i dug so hard and so deep that i could bury big parts of our memories. but i couldn't let go of some fragments that makes it so hard for me to permanently inhume every single detail of what we shared. the hollow is still open waiting for some covering up. i'm standing beside the grave holding the fragments, crying for i couldn't let them go...
if i was so rude i'd tell you how i'm never sorry and how i never wish you well because you left me hanging, crying from the moment you told me you were leaving, because you left me that cause a huge feud with people surrounding me and even myself, because i cried for your help but you never come to my rescue, because i would want to bug your every audacity to come back to me. but because i couldn't do that to you, for some reasons which i'm sure you've already figured out, i am still here so eager for your return...
You are everything i wanted,
and more...