There's just an imprint that leaves you to distinguish certain days. Even if you aren't exactly keep track, the feeling retained allows you to feel the day. Sundays, glorious Sundays, there's just an air of carefree bliss to it. Especially Sunday afternoons, the perfect Sunday would be just lying around with some ballads, smooth music on.
I can't think of any other way than to enjoy life than to enjoy it on a Sunday, with no worries at all. At least that's how the world should learn to be.
10 October 2010
07 October 2010
In The End
It's not like I didn't expect it, but it was just a door stopper. In the end, the revelation came.
It just wasn't me, I felt a strange rush of sadness and yet happiness, for the both of us. There was no green-eyed monster because after all, I did him wrong in the first place, there's nothing much I could, or should say.
Maybe it was just a silly crush, there's a reason why they're called crushes. We weren't entirely sure of ourselves, but at least, we went for it and tried it out. But the thing is still I was unfaithful and totally killed his love.
Now moving on...heh, I wish him all the best with his next guy, he deserves better.
It just wasn't me, I felt a strange rush of sadness and yet happiness, for the both of us. There was no green-eyed monster because after all, I did him wrong in the first place, there's nothing much I could, or should say.
Maybe it was just a silly crush, there's a reason why they're called crushes. We weren't entirely sure of ourselves, but at least, we went for it and tried it out. But the thing is still I was unfaithful and totally killed his love.
Now moving on...heh, I wish him all the best with his next guy, he deserves better.
Falling Hope
Hope is a form of pacifier, and yet also a reality check for most of us. We wish it isn't so, but the outcome may go against what we hoped very hard for.
I sternly regretted my actions, but yet I have no idea right now where does those feelings of his stand on. Hate? Love? Neutrality? I don't understand, I'm too afraid to ask and I just don't want to keep waiting. His schedule is packed for the whole month, meeting up just isn't possible yet. As advanced as technology goes, you can never package sincerity and stream them in one piece to the other party on the other side of the screen.
Technology however, is useful for keeping tabs. His facebook/twitter/msn have both implanted messages of falling in love, but on who this message is directed at, I have no idea. Which brings us back to the starting point of hoping.
I never asked for much in this life because I'm kinda content and comfortable with my life. But I hope he chose who I think he did. And I will affirm with myself never to commit the same mistake twice, ever.
I sternly regretted my actions, but yet I have no idea right now where does those feelings of his stand on. Hate? Love? Neutrality? I don't understand, I'm too afraid to ask and I just don't want to keep waiting. His schedule is packed for the whole month, meeting up just isn't possible yet. As advanced as technology goes, you can never package sincerity and stream them in one piece to the other party on the other side of the screen.
Technology however, is useful for keeping tabs. His facebook/twitter/msn have both implanted messages of falling in love, but on who this message is directed at, I have no idea. Which brings us back to the starting point of hoping.
I never asked for much in this life because I'm kinda content and comfortable with my life. But I hope he chose who I think he did. And I will affirm with myself never to commit the same mistake twice, ever.
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