public display of affection;

wonder why i put this blog on my main blog?;
(re-read the sentence you'll understand)

because i give up.
the war is over;

you win;
congratulations.
you won loneliness

My baby he don’t act like himself no more
he lost that smile I used to adore

almost lover;

The silent September breeze blow through her messy brown hair;

The awkward silence between them;

He stared emotionlessly into those lifeless brown eyes that he’d grown so fond of over the years; those brown eyes over overflowing with tears of anguish, frustration, desperation and what they are afraid to admit –love.


those are the lines i typed out;
without thinking.

you sang me Spanish lullabies
the sweetest silence in your eyes;
clever trick;
i never wanna see you unhappy.
and i thought you want the same for me;

good bye my almost lover
so long my luckless romance

love is on its way;

a dreamer;

that's what i am.

I thought i let go for good;

why did i cry?'
why?'

i feel so stupid.

fuck him.
fuck her.
fuck them.

i'm not wasting my tears for you.



I'm Flying Solo

clair de lune;

Pandora opened a box;
which released all the evilness to mankind
but there is one more evil that is not released.
what is it?;
hope

having hope.
does it mean
its a bad thing?

untitled

what i want is different from what other people want.

What i want is right in front of me;
i'm just afraid to risk what i have with it;

not risking something is the biggest risk.

FML;

really.

fuck my life.

psychology;

the art of perception;

to study physchology
first i need to understand my own heart.

I'm still breathing;

Sometimes acting stupid,
and pretending not to know the truth
is the only solution that works..
but sometimes that hurts

these four walls;

im not going to let go just yet.

melancholy smile;

i always have one on my face;

hesitation.

si au moins je pouvais lire tes pensées.

right now. reading your mind would
be the only thing i wanna do.

if you're reading this
tell me , tell me the whole story tomorrow.
i'm still hoping that you'll read this.

what i learn during the leadership talk.
i learn that
a leader do not cry on in front of someone.
they cry on their own.

waiting for the heartbreak;

Every night i read this blog
i don't even recognize the person who wrote all those post below.
and soon to be above.

the only reason i did not make this blog private?
is i'm telling myself each day.
you are reading this blog.
you know how i feel about you.

before its too late;
tell me;
tell me the cold hard truth;

l.o.v.e is just a word i never learned to pronounce

the show;

back to my rambling;
hey its my diary;
it should be about me;

truth to be told
I'm still holding on to that hope.
that mere hint of light that i want to turn into a blazing fire.

my faith walks on broken glass.
i know nothing is ever built to last
but i really want this to last.

E, if you don't understand.
i'm still in love with him.
you say i can NEVER let go.
i say. i didn't even let go from the beginning.

Life is a maze.
and love is a riddle.
but i got to let it go.
and just enjoy the show.

tell me.
should i even let go?

for·ev·er. For everlasting time; eternally


thats what it meant
everlasting time.
eternally.'

i'm happy
no
that was a lie

Forever;

forever doesn't exist my dear love;

You told me you're letting go;
but the truth.
I know exactly how you felt last night.

each day i talk to you;
each day i realize you're more like me;
you cover your emotions with that smile;
Your sarcasm;
Your tone;
Your way of expressing;

there are so much more.

but let go my dear.
let go.