Friday, February 27, 200911:14 PM
■ a little foggy
this long and boring night.
everything in black and dull colors.
its night..
i enter the realm that exist for me.
and others enter into theirs too.
we never will be able to cross into other's path in this realm.
everything in there is so clear.
the colors never fades. its never dull.
the images in there just flashes in and you.
a second flash and you're in another place with another person.
in another kind of situation and conversation.
this realm holds the mysteries of my life.
they're either those horror movies, those sweet romantic scenes and gut puking scenes.
its never the same.
yet in the late night yesterday,
my realm was invaded with images of you.
so real. that same feeling you gave to me wen you touch or hold my hand.
the kiss on the forehead.
the tingling feeling was so real it made me wake up.
'damn' i told myself, why did i wake up?
i forced myself back to sleep.
so i could see that image of you again.
to my greatest disappointment,
that clear vision of you will never return.
and after begging you to come back,
with no replies nor any signs,
viola, we are here.
im driftin to the futher part of the world,
willin myself with every onuce of strength i have to brace myself up.
ur die heart fan. but here we are. never frens. but foes.
im really shutting myself up from you and 'your' frens.
this nonchalent cussing.
ongoing headache i had jus to tink of something.
focus and curse those ppl who blocks my way.
near to the brink of breaking down.
im holding myself up.
im making myself stand.
here we go lovely life..
i miss you but i still kinda hate you..
loves and hugs,
and no offence.
good bye biatch..
everything in black and dull colors.
its night..
i enter the realm that exist for me.
and others enter into theirs too.
we never will be able to cross into other's path in this realm.
everything in there is so clear.
the colors never fades. its never dull.
the images in there just flashes in and you.
a second flash and you're in another place with another person.
in another kind of situation and conversation.
this realm holds the mysteries of my life.
they're either those horror movies, those sweet romantic scenes and gut puking scenes.
its never the same.
yet in the late night yesterday,
my realm was invaded with images of you.
so real. that same feeling you gave to me wen you touch or hold my hand.
the kiss on the forehead.
the tingling feeling was so real it made me wake up.
'damn' i told myself, why did i wake up?
i forced myself back to sleep.
so i could see that image of you again.
to my greatest disappointment,
that clear vision of you will never return.
and after begging you to come back,
with no replies nor any signs,
viola, we are here.
im driftin to the futher part of the world,
willin myself with every onuce of strength i have to brace myself up.
ur die heart fan. but here we are. never frens. but foes.
im really shutting myself up from you and 'your' frens.
this nonchalent cussing.
ongoing headache i had jus to tink of something.
focus and curse those ppl who blocks my way.
near to the brink of breaking down.
im holding myself up.
im making myself stand.
here we go lovely life..
i miss you but i still kinda hate you..
loves and hugs,
and no offence.
good bye biatch..
