No matter how tough life could be, no matter how terrible the wind had blown your life, no matter how many bad hair days you have, we still need to continue living. Living our soul and mind til HE came for us.
Things change for a reason, I know. People will change and they always change, I know. Feelings could grow too, Yeah, I know that one too. Its just a matter of time, all you need is time, Well I know this one very well. But how long do I have to wait til I' fully recovered.
I smiled, I laugh, I eat, I drink, I teased, I joked, Then I'm choked by my own words. I can pretend, but pretending is harder than I thought. Wish * could see, but obviously * couldnt. I'll cry each time I bleed, and I am still crying, the blood couldnt stop. Those eyes cant shut, why? These hands can't paused, why ? Those minds cant stop working on it, why?
Its hurtful, more than I could imagine, though I started to move on and act like nothing had happen. But the fact, I always hate facts because facts is veryy heart-aching-breaking.
In the end, "You GOT to understand!", I'm hungover. "Sorry, but I'm numb now."
2 comments:
really like this post..
we re quite on the same shoes lah.
hurm.mayb betul.time will tell. :(
thanks
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