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Saturday 2 July 2011

This Is For You

I might be paid a single minute I shed effort in front of my computer. But, never comes a day that I had forgotten of asking myself; how do you do? Then, I’ll snap and say “I know that he will just be fine because he is a man.” For a moment, I am looking at you as someone I can depend on; you know how life can be miserable at times that I am weak, where I can gain strength just by having the thoughts of you being with me.
Agree, I was in a mere denial that I love you. You are not the man I am expecting that can make me feel excited and giddy about. Thought, I was just amazed on how special and rare your characteristics are amongst. You are indeed naughty, haughty, but I found your sensibility distinguishable. And that, i accepted you that way for that is you and you probably have no idea how I enjoyed the times your holding my hand tight because that makes me feel so calm and secure.
What had happened with the sudden changed. Maybe yes, I got horrible times with the new pressing pressure I am gaining. Which is probably why; our communication turned lesser each day, because of my sudden silence that I didn’t made u known of my real under goings.
Then lately, here comes a night of confusion and doubts. But I wonder on why we did not talked about it much earlier. Is the trust all gone? Or, we have to accept the fact that immaturity and our differences strikes us?
Why are we so afraid to talk about our real emotions: Is that because we both are afraid of getting hurt? But now, it is already hurting, there are a lot of questions that are hanging that making the situation harder. Confrontation is making us coward but have you tried asking yourself of what had happened? What gone wrong? Have you really asked yourself if you really “love” me?
What hurts the most is that, we have forgotten the fact that it is not just love that we are building but also the support that we have for one another. It seems that we just trashed and burned away all the laughs and hard times that we have undergone through.  
And today, Baby, I am seriously getting weary.



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