hurt
Sunday, August 26, 200710:27 PM
Hey. Hey.Just got home.Went to aunt's place with the pham this afternoon.Gather with the other phams. It was.. ok. hahs.Nothing much to do.Was totally thinking hard about something this morning.Don't wanna talk much about it though.Anyways, on our way back home, we took bus service no. 292.Before the stop we're dropping at, mama rang the bell.This stupid driver was dreaming, i think. He didn't stop.So, mama and iqa was like, 'wth.', 'where are we gonna drop off then?', 'stupid sia you..'...ok. i rather stop here. huhs. too much vulgarities. lols.So, yeah. Mama was tired. So, she got mad and all.OMG. honestly, i don't know what im blabbering about.I seriously have too much in mind and i got distracted.So, this is what happens.For the first time, to be exact.I don't know why.I guess, i'm taking it too hard.But why should i?tell me it's not true. tell me they're lying..
as i sat on a bench waiting for you, i thought how beautiful life has been whenever i'm with you. you were great everytime when you try to make me smile.
as days goes by.. we get closer. that's where, i realised something. i get jealous when i see other girls, looking at you.. in a kind that's hard to explain. i get mad when you don't reply to my messages. but all of that, i keep it to myself.
until one day, i had to spit it all out. and.. there you go. i told you how much i liked you. how much i love your companion. i didn't expect much of an answer from you. i know where i stand. you said, 'if we're meant to be together, we'll always be..' so, i kept your words. hoping and praying it'll come true one day.
"i go with the flow." talked to you normally. still trying to win your heart. even though you're not much around.
Week by week has past. we rarely meet. we rarely talk. we could even hardly chat. out of nowhere, i was told you're in a relationship now. i was amazingly shocked by the news. happy? sad? upset? disappointed? i don't know what i'm supposed to feel.
Yet again, you were never mine to start with. And i realise now, that i have to let my imaginary hopes go.
Bucokku, i'll be praying for your happiness. Stay bucok always.
-Beautifully let down.-
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