prayers - they never worked, well at least for me..
patience - one thing i guess i don't have. but i'm searching..
motivation - i'm running out of it..
perseverance - i'm persevering, i guess..
fear - it's freaking me..
hate - some strains left, but not enough to make me go ballistic
LOVE - the only thing that remains unchanged. despite the lacerations and abrasions, mine's still beating the same rhythm and for the same reason
Some people are confused, most specially when it comes to let's say their gender. As i was doing this post, i suddenly noticed the words "STATUS" in my profile. Weird, that's how i felt. What's with the "STATUS" thing? i mean, it's so simple, i typed "IT'S COMPLICATED". It's actually complicated.
"Umaasa kahit wala nang pag-asa..." this is a very nice song from 6cycle mind, except for the rap part.
Everything now seems so distant, i mean i'm seating next to the same person who used to hold me, but everything's just different. I asked myself, "Am i single or what?Make up your mind!!". Literally, i'm single, 'coz no individual is double. We're not together anymore, she called for it. That creates a large gap, as if i have to swim an ocean to bridge that gap. She doesn't look at me in the eyes anymore, could it be shame? Guilt? Anger? I don't know. Every time we're distant, I'm like a stranger to her. But the moment i see her and she sees me after 4 days, everything comes back as if I'm transported back to the times when she would hug me and say "Fuck you"-joke. i mean "I love you". Then we'd be in a state of nostalgia until the time we reach her house, the house i used to visit. In this world there's real and make believe. That seemed real to me.
Changed the song to "Story of a Girl" by 3 Doors Down. The song's cute. Girls do really cry; they could even drown the whole world. But so do guys. They can tear this world apart with a punch!!lol.
"You love me but you don't know who I am". This one's a pretty good song, though sad.
Am i really single or am i just making things complicated? What makes everything complicated are the words and action. You speak of dreadful things yet your hands tell me you love me. I'm talking to you. You heard me right.
Helena's now playing (time to turn up the pace).
I thought of keeping my distance but i just couldn't resist the opportunity to see you.
I am single, just like her, but not quite. There's still something i can hold on to. As long as it beats for me, it'll never be over. She's right, there's no such thing as too late. Every time i look at her, i see the things that I'll be losing. I'd be losing everything if i lose her. Physical closeness maybe non-existent, but the way i see your smile makes me believe i still have a place inside you.
I am single...But not quite!!
