I remember quite a discrete portion of my dream. Perhaps a futile attempt of my nostalgic yearning. I saw him. And it was not a pleasant view. All the actualities that I hid and buried came back all at the same time. The clashing of why's and how-could-he's smacked me right in the face. Strikes and blows that I wish I had the strength to evade.
I was cut soul-deep. Helplessly pierced right through the core. I am bleeding ceaselessly. Leaving a trail of somber and solitude wherever I go. It marks the spots where all these agony has reached and conquered.
And the most crazy part of this ridiculously bleak melancholy-filled post, my diminishing ego put aside, I wholeheartedly know and believe that it is still him and only him who could indubitably end all these pain.
Yes. I know what all of you are thinking. How could I possibly be this gullible? What the hell's wrong with you, Rose? Oh believe me.. I ask myself the same question every single excruciating day.
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Nothing is wrong with you rose. Even the smartest person in the world can be dumb or stupid when it comes to love. I, myself, was a victim. Back then, I used to wake up and sleep listening to my ex-girlfriend's voice then it was the worst feeling when we broke up, constantly begging just to hear her voice once more, but she won't let me.. :/
I can feel your pain. I wish I could take it away.
-somerandomdude
Thank you. And I'm really sorry to hear that. Good thing you seem to be a lot stronger than I am. Now I have to be more like you, don't I? Thank you for rubbing some of your optimism on my blog, randomdude! It's greatly appreciated.
There's this saying, "what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger". I've also experienced this fucked up part of life, buddy. Just stop thinking about it, you'll just give yourself a fuckin' headache.
Uhmm... Are you a fan of magic? (I assume you are.)
So here it is... I'll make you forget something.
Do you know Conrad Johnson? (I'll assume again that you don't. )
See? You forgot that name.
Sorry it's a bit lame. But I hope that cheered you up.
Too make things better, here's an imaginary basket of buffalo wings from a restaurant somewhere in Katips. Do you know that place? Good.
Nice meeting you, miss.
Oh btw, your blog's nice. This actually my first time to read someone's blog.
Who are youuuuuuuuu. Don't even bother lying you dirty little sneaky punk! How the hell did you know I even know where katips is? You have got to be someone I know because you are obviously aware of where I study. You better tell me who you are or elseeeeeeeeee. Nice try though. And thank you for cheering me up. Your failed attempt was entertaining. :p
And by the way, just had lunch at Flaming Wings kanina. So don't tell me this is just a coincidence!! Now who the hell are youuuu?? I have a couple of people in mind that I'd be beating the shit out of.. :p
Sorry for that, I really can't tell. :| I'm your number one stalker, NAT! Maybe a fan, as in pamaypay. Baduy 'no?
I just find it entertaining and a bit adrenaline-y when I read your blogs. I feel that I can relate to your blogs, sort of. And most of your entries keep me interested. Congratulations!
Let's just call my alter ego as... hmm... wait still thinking.
Ok! Uhmm... call me whatshisface!
Oh, btw, of course anyone knows where Katips is!
You can't tell me who you are?? Ano?? Sos. Bahala ka sa buhay mo
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