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.
Monday, January 26, 2009
i wanna talk to me 8:03 PM
i've been finding every ways not to pour my emotions on this site because i wanted to just keep it to my self and just let the fewest people close to my heart to just stand by me while they play a very important part of my present, a support system which i am very thankful of...
if i were to comfort me...
i'd tell her to just stop crying. it wasn't her fault things went this way. it was just that she gave her heart to the person who never really valued her worth. i'd even tell her that she never really lost anything for the matter... if at the moment that bogus entered her life, and she was at her worst, unpolished, rough, and undevoted, this deep-seated feeling of resentment, and pain will make her for the better so that as the man who'd be next in line, she'd be able to give her best, give the most of her love, and show her every affection to that person deserving of it... she might be in pain right now, but when the time comes and she finaly found the way out of the balck hole, i know for the fact that she'd just laugh on how she valued the wrong person at a very wrong time.
i just hope that she'd love you the same way as i did...
You are everything i wanted,
and more...