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title: you didn't come today.
wondering if you're okay. i didn't dare to ask you, was afraid you would ignore me. i'm such a coward. i kept thinking of the consequences of my actions even before i do them. maybe i should be more impulsive and think later. would that be better? i just can't help but hate is far too a strong word. there isn't even a good reason for this dislike. i seriously hate myself for doing this, and yet i can't help it. the only person i could blame for all these things that i'm feeling now is me -- the immature me in the past, the me who did things so impulsively. i wish i could have another chance at it. so now i'm asking you, would you give me a second chance? i doubt you would ever see this, i guess you never would. Sigh. |
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title: i saw you when i was going home from school.
you were so noticeable.. your hair, your figure, the way you walk and you bag.. i can still recognize it with just one glance.. you're still the same.. i'm glad you're still the same.. cause it means you're still the same person as last time.. cause it means i still know you..even if it's just a little bit.. you came into my class..asking around for history textbook.. i was so shocked to see you so close.. my heart beat faster than usual.. and i felt adrenaline rush through my whole body.. i felt kind of breathless.. these reactions still hasn't change.. im not trying to be emo or moody.. im just remembering..thinking..of the past and the present.. i couldn't help but wonder if in the future any of these things will change.. even if i don't show it.. even if i don't say it.. but i still miss you.. not abit but a lot.. i wish i can say what i want to say to you.. but i know it will only trouble and burden you.. until the O's are done.. i will not say it.. hopefully by then, i have enough courage.. cause it will be the last time i'm gonna say it.. to you: good luck with her. :D |
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