Onto and Into One.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009 @ 7:55 PM
I should have did it long time ago, way back when the path was clearly different.
I remember telling you to cherish every moment, even knowing the path was going to be different.
I really did, but I don't know about you.
I also mentioned, I'm not going to let go until there's really no space for other choices.
I strongly did it too, and now I'm suffering under false hopes.
But now?
I can't be sure about myself, and you any more.
Staying up till 4am in the morning just to bid you goodbye in sms.
Folding 520 hearts and reciting "I love you" while doing so;
Just to give you a little surprise on that day.
Getting so vexed over what to wear so that my colour matches yours.
Taking the longer-journey buses with you just to spend a little more time.
Trying get anything that I can for you, just to see the smile.
Feels damn low and starts crying because you're unhappy.
Lying to my parents at times to be able to go out, with you.
Hiding myself so as not to let you see that I'm tearing.
Giving all my time for you, listens to almost every word or wants of yours.
Because your happiness was essential to mine, that's love.
Who would be so stupid to do all those things?
Me.
But all these things seems forgotten, invisible in your memories.
It fucking hurts badly.
Save me.