| cos i miss you. |
| miss vb. (tr.) | regret the loss or absence of |
| the more i learn | the more my heart |
|
|
|
and there's nothing you can do about it.
Monday, January 18, 2010 a man once ate a supper knowing he would die soon after. today i ate a dinner feeling that with each bite and swallow, a part of me was dying away too. "after this dinner we're quits." i ate a salad that i wished would never finish, but it did. i drank from a glass of water that i wished would never empty, but it did. you asked for a bill that i wished would never come, but it did. we took an escalator that i wished would never reach the ground, but it did. we waited at a junction, and i wished the light would never change, but it did. we waited for a bus that i wished would never come, but it did. we took a bus that i wished would never reach its stop, but it did. we walked a lane that i wished would never come to its end, but it did. and i never stopped loving a girl, wishing and hoping she'll someday love me back, but she never did. in the end, all i could do is to tell her to be happy, whatever she'll be and whoever she'll be with. i'm such a fucking loser.
lun @
4:34 AM
Comments:
Post a Comment
who rules: my heart // who's ruled: my mind //
|