I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, April 6, 2009
The Side Of A Bullet
I made loneliness a home. Your ghost moved in next door. You should come get your stuff.
i kept changing rooms, but the ghost kept occupying the next one to mine... then one day i decided to make friends with him, later he lost interest and fled.
I usually try to not to think about it, keeping busy, not thinking about it makes it bearable. Even if it's just painting over cracks that are sure to appear later.
I will try, this time, to feel everything. It hurts. I should feel it so that I can learn from it. I am afraid to because it might damage what remains of the trusting, innocent child in me, the happy one.
I will shut you out, but I want to feel everything you make me feel now. You don't even know it. I hate that you don't even know it. I will deal with this alone. and I pray, please God don't ever let me fall like this again!
I am no longer care-free because I started caring about you. You ruined it.
Pls don't blame god or anyone else I.m the one to blame n face the shame ... u were my princess n will always be my soulmate. U knew n will always know how much I loved u. Will always do. Pls come back give a chance .
I made loneliness a home. Your ghost moved in next door. You should come get your stuff.
I like your blog, it's pretty.
ReplyDelete-Apryl
An imagination adventure.
ReplyDeleteThis feels old-school.
ReplyDeleteAgreed and signed
ReplyDeleteIf your ghost lives next door it probably means I really want you here.
ReplyDeletei kept changing rooms, but the ghost kept occupying the next one to mine... then one day i decided to make friends with him, later he lost interest and fled.
ReplyDeletewow
ReplyDeleteI usually try to not to think about it, keeping busy, not thinking about it makes it bearable. Even if it's just painting over cracks that are sure to appear later.
ReplyDeleteI will try, this time, to feel everything. It hurts. I should feel it so that I can learn from it. I am afraid to because it might damage what remains of the trusting, innocent child in me, the happy one.
I will shut you out, but I want to feel everything you make me feel now. You don't even know it. I hate that you don't even know it. I will deal with this alone. and I pray, please God don't ever let me fall like this again!
I am no longer care-free because I started caring about you. You ruined it.
Pls don't blame god or anyone else I.m the one to blame n face the shame ... u were my princess n will always be my soulmate. U knew n will always know how much I loved u. Will always do. Pls come back give a chance .
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