Saturday, June 16, 2007
i miss froggy and i want froggy now ):
and where's maine? ): where's ghc? ):
and jassie's busy ):
without them it's emptyness like this: white, blank spaces.
don't come to me smelling of her. when everything seems to be smoothsailing, it isnt. you look but do not see. tell me how can i regain my spirit so that you can see me once again? everything's falling apart, but one must stay strong. you cannot bow down to fate because that's a sign of weakness. conflicting thoughts cause chaos and misunderstanding, but that's how the world is, isnt it? misunderstandings arent meant to be cleared. they exist so that sinister people can get what they want. but til the end, you realise it's a misunderstanding. sometimes you clear up, and gain forgiveness because love wins evil.
spaces,but sometimes, sometimes it's too late. maybe it's because she has died from lost of blood, or perhaps it's because in her place, all you see is sinister intent. misunderstandings really arent meant to be cleared. people say you'd feel happy when you see that loved one gets happiness. but sometimes, it isnt the case. sometimes you'll be shocked to find out that the very person you abandoned years ago is still watching over you with that same love. sometimes people forget all about it as they grow. but some people are hanging on to that hope that you'll remember them. sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. there are always exceptions, and i've always believed you were one. until the day you told me we werent meant to be together, that you and i were just blinded. that hurt. but i hope you'll give me the chance to prove that this love will change everything, that it'll give me the courage to hang on and believe that you're different. for now, i hate you.
and more gaps ):
and then she asked me, "isnt hate the result of wounded love?"
It's a beautiful disguise.