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Monday, August 3, 2009
~ 10:31 PM ~
No matter how many times,
how i tried to avoid,
you seem to appear in front of me.
Why is that so?
Connection?
Telepathy?
Luck?
These reasons seem utterly unbelievable.
What is the point of expecting so much?
Those filled expectations
are just empty bubbles
waiting to be popped...
No point waiting
if there is nothing waiting at
the end of the road...
What prize do I get?
Perhaps disappointment,
and weariness would be waiting,
waiting to embrace me
with those cold hands....
Only you make me feel warm inside
despite the surroundings...
This makes me wonder,
did i make the right choice?
Would i regret after all this??
