you're a mystery yourself

Monday, May 29, 2006

8:25 PM

I hate it how you keep on lying and lying to me. And how i keep on finding out. Shits after shits happened and i wonder when will we ever get anything right. It was a big blow for me to see you sitting beside her and an even bigger blow when you didnt run after me offering any explanation or excuses. I could even accept a lame reasoning but there was nothing at all. I had to dash into the toilet cubicle just so that no one will see the tears. I felt betrayed that you felt more concern for her than my well being. Am i that invisible that you could literally brush me off? Do i need to do something drastic just to get your attention? Must i revert to be attitudinal and flirtatious for you to realise that i'm there?

And there you are again, uttering those words that you seem to be repeating nowadays. But to me, your words are just empty and hollow, without meaning. The most ironic thing is that i still want to believe in those words, that maybe this time around, you really mean it. There's just too many, "this time around."

And yet the love will always be there.

&the beauty.

Shaf. 31july.

I love the smell of rain and the feel of green grass

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