Hmm well I finished a long essay about myself and sent it to my friend. Whaha just kidding. Well she's a very good friend of mine way back 2nd year days. Anyway, we got to hangout last weekend and she gave me a letter. That letter moved me. That letter gave me strength and the guts to go on and fear nothing.
Things do change. One day would just come and you'd ask yourself what's wrong. All you gotta do next is to just accept, face the present and see a brighter future. Hopefully, you'd get what you want. I just ask the Lord for it anyway. He knows the best for me.
And now all I'm trying to do is to just forget the past. Eventhough I know, past will always link to the present and the future as well. No matter how I try to forget everything that happened, all those stupidity of mine, I simply can't. I can find myself lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling blank, but then those scenarios would just play again on my mind for a thousand times and it feels like everything just happend yesterday. Oh I forgot, it has been 6 months already since the last time I got to feel the feeling I only feel whenever I'm with that person. Maybe I miss those times. Those times I did everything just to make someone happy. To make myself happy under fear.
Why am I telling all these? Because I'm haunted. Argh.
Things do change. One day would just come and you'd ask yourself what's wrong. All you gotta do next is to just accept, face the present and see a brighter future. Hopefully, you'd get what you want. I just ask the Lord for it anyway. He knows the best for me.
And now all I'm trying to do is to just forget the past. Eventhough I know, past will always link to the present and the future as well. No matter how I try to forget everything that happened, all those stupidity of mine, I simply can't. I can find myself lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling blank, but then those scenarios would just play again on my mind for a thousand times and it feels like everything just happend yesterday. Oh I forgot, it has been 6 months already since the last time I got to feel the feeling I only feel whenever I'm with that person. Maybe I miss those times. Those times I did everything just to make someone happy. To make myself happy under fear.
Why am I telling all these? Because I'm haunted. Argh.
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