Thursday, August 12, 2010

there's a time for everything.. but i guess my watch doesn't work anymore..

Everything should be just simple. What you see is what you get. What you hear is what you will believe.


But I guess I was ALL wrong. It is not always what you see is the truth and not everything you hear people say to you is true.

But what can I do? I have always been so gullible. Believing in everything that you said, which I thought was completely true.

I have trust in everything that you say or should I say is that I HAD trust in all of the things you've said.

Every single word you uttered was hammered into my brain. But I guess it just left holes that I thought once was whole.

All the things that was said had gone by with the wind as the time passes by. Leaving no single trace of it all.

I don't know if there is still something left to believe in; all i know is that I gave it faultless but please don't leave it all so desolated.

I never asked for more than just one thing. You have given it all spontaneously. No questions asked. Just thought that believing all of those would be enough. But as always, I was wrong. It was not enough. I don't even know if there something to spare.

Let me ask something. Were all of those lies? Or there is just no truth and no sense in all of the things you said?

I have tried my best to apprehend. But I can't stand any more lies or even just a single lie from you. Or should I say, your lame excuses. I have said this and even stressed to you. "Don't ever lie. It's better if you would not tell me anything but make sure that I will not know that there's is something you are hiding from me."

I don't know what to do. I guess I'd end up again to what I know I do best.

Suppressing and repressing it all. But I guess I will leave just one of those good memories before it.

I know it was all my fault. No matter what it will turn out. It all started in me. In my absurd dream.

I didn't say I want this to end. I just want to rest for a while. 

It was just like holding an ice in my hand. 
No matter how cold it is, it will still hurt you.
I feel like I am getting numb and I am not liking it. 
I don't want to lose grasp on it.
But I don't want it to end up in frostbite, so frigid, cold and can feel warm no more.

....

When the hope is gone... what is there left for... ='(

But I hope, there is something left to hope for.. 0.0

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