what we have, i can’t define
though everything’s in line
with you here, everything’s fine
i don’t know what to do, give me a sign
take the risk, accept or decline
tell me, will you ever be mine?
he tore down bricks
put off lit matchsticks
fought all critics
as the camera clicks
he remembered all the pics
thinking of memories mixed
now that the clock ticks
the question sticks
can it still be fixed?
This friendship’s making me realize how killjoy I am most times and how much better it is to just live, say yes, take risks, be happy.
“Don’t let the brutality of the world take away your thankful heart.”
This is one of those nights when I just can’t stop thinking, worrying, and suddenly explode into tears I’ve been trying to hold back for far too long.
It’s just so hard. Worse, I have no one to talk to about all these. I know there are lots of good souls willing to listen, but no matter how difficult it gets, a huge part of me still thinks and feels this is a battle I could fight on my own; partly because I don’t want others to see what’s behind the mask, more so that everything’s just masked.
I don’t know what to do anymore. R.. Should I speak to him now? Should I do it face to face? Should I just show this blog to him and let this explain everything? Should I just choose not to let him hear the truth from me ever? D.. Should I inform him that I just act normal but that doesn’t mean I’m over it and I forgive and believe him? Should I make him explain to me upfront? Should I add that woman on Facebook? Should I look into his phone once more? Should I let this go and just believe him?
This is one of those nights when I sincerely wish I could fall asleep and wake up finally knowing what to do.
Each day that passes by without doing what you want to and can do is forever gone. Let that sink in.