Saturday, June 24, 2006
Pain. People sometimes feel it physically. Well I don't.
But guess what, as I've been through all my sufferings, I've finally learned and realized that physical pain is just a pinch from emotional pain.
Yes I laugh. Yes I joke around. Yes I make people happy. But those people didn't know how I truly feel inside because they do not look beyond what they can see.
I've shed so much tears in the past. I've busied myself with work so I can forget everything.
But why are the tears I shed in the past coming back right now? Why am I so bothered with the person who hurt me, who made me feel that I'm the weakest girl on earth?
Why do I still cry fo rhim? Why do I still think that it could still work for the two of us? He's long gone, he's happy. He doesn't even care about how I feel anymore.
Friendship is all that's left in us, and I should keep it. Keep it although my heart bleeds, keep it although my eyes cry out buckets of tears.
Because only friendship can spare me from dying.
But guess what, as I've been through all my sufferings, I've finally learned and realized that physical pain is just a pinch from emotional pain.
Yes I laugh. Yes I joke around. Yes I make people happy. But those people didn't know how I truly feel inside because they do not look beyond what they can see.
I've shed so much tears in the past. I've busied myself with work so I can forget everything.
But why are the tears I shed in the past coming back right now? Why am I so bothered with the person who hurt me, who made me feel that I'm the weakest girl on earth?
Why do I still cry fo rhim? Why do I still think that it could still work for the two of us? He's long gone, he's happy. He doesn't even care about how I feel anymore.
Friendship is all that's left in us, and I should keep it. Keep it although my heart bleeds, keep it although my eyes cry out buckets of tears.
Because only friendship can spare me from dying.
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