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Wednesday, July 13, 2005
remember how cliche your words are?
how beautiful they are?
it was so beautiful till i doubt your words.
a strangled sob; after reading.
i doubt you too much;
wanted to get the truth from your action.
but..moderation.
till doubts went even deeper.
you clear my doubts later.
slowly believing in fairtale.
but..you didn want to enter the fairtale at all.
you stop at road to the fairtale land;
turning back off me.
all i see was your retreating back.
walking towards me, was him.
realise all i need was him.
but.. i still cant forget ur retreating back.
unable to coyly.
i let go of him and starting running towards your direction.
everything was back to the usual
but notice;
i left someone there.
and now, you let go of me.
found someone that i lost.
and so..we are back tgt.
chris,i never toy ur heart ever before.
i wanted you so much.
ur uncertain,ur weird feeling.
makes me tired.
i guess my feeling for you wasn strong enough.
thats why i lose it fast.
your feeling for me wasn too strong either.
thats why you lose it fast too.
everything was just wrong.
decision were make too harsh.
thats why things turn out like this.
i never understand your love for me;
just like you can never understand my love for you.
rainbow in the night we will never get to see it.
i will never see it in the dream anymore.
take care chris.=)
{/8:45 PM}
count on it .