Saturday, December 27, 2008
this is not i planned,
confusion consumed me,
blurred my vision so that i couldn't see,
that sooner or later, i'm damned.
it is unfair,
but that is life,
with happiness or despair,
we part without even saying proper goodbyes.
soon, we'll be meeting different people,
but will i forget you? will it happen?
i tried but last night it failed terribly,
i have no choice but to run away.
people say that running away is not a solution,
but it helps me forget the one who hurt me so deeply,
the scar that is imprinted on my heart like a tatoo,
forever and ever.
each day, it cuts me deep inside,
the wound gets bigger and bigger,
soon enough, the soul dissipates bit by bit,
until the empty body is left to wilt like a rose by the window,
waiting, waiting, waiting...
for who it does not know..
the heart wilts along with the rose,
as the days go by,
it sheds petals by petals,
until none is left,
you know that revival is futile,
whatever it is,
it is dead.
confusion consumed me,
blurred my vision so that i couldn't see,
that sooner or later, i'm damned.
it is unfair,
but that is life,
with happiness or despair,
we part without even saying proper goodbyes.
soon, we'll be meeting different people,
but will i forget you? will it happen?
i tried but last night it failed terribly,
i have no choice but to run away.
people say that running away is not a solution,
but it helps me forget the one who hurt me so deeply,
the scar that is imprinted on my heart like a tatoo,
forever and ever.
each day, it cuts me deep inside,
the wound gets bigger and bigger,
soon enough, the soul dissipates bit by bit,
until the empty body is left to wilt like a rose by the window,
waiting, waiting, waiting...
for who it does not know..
the heart wilts along with the rose,
as the days go by,
it sheds petals by petals,
until none is left,
you know that revival is futile,
whatever it is,
it is dead.
Because you love me for who I am. 6:39 PM.
