Thursday, November 27, 2014

Early morning and my day is already ruined with my thinkings. I'm tired man. Why are we even being like this? We're not even arguing over anything, we're not even quarreling. What is even going on?

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

I'm sorry. You just couldn't leave my mind. Even when I'm eating, gyming, at work, bathing, listening to music, texting others, even I'm having buffet and even when I'm drinking. I just couldn't distract myself away enough. You've invaded my heart in a very deep manner.

For now, I'm just going to face my pain. I wanna be brave enough. I want to take this pain and turn it into something good with you, if you're willing to. It hurts, but it doesn't mean I have to give up. If every time I gave it up just because it hurts then what's the fucking point of being in a relationship? What's the point of making promises just to break it? I'm suppose to overcome anything and everything with you. I want to.
We just couldn't sit down and solve a single shit, can't we?

I don't know which relationship doesn't hurts.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

"Player 2 will always be together with Player 1." I wish for that to be true, I'm just simply hoping. "I hope you won't be able to tie other's shoelaces (except for your families and may our future princes and princesses)" har? Words like this makes me feel like I could really marry you, so stop giving me the wrong idea that we can really work it out till we're old.

Who knows that our lovebyte still exists? I'm just merely cleaning up the dust and cobwebs while simply adding more stuffs into it. WHO knew that that was my only space where no one can see/know what I'm truly ranting without grabbing my phone and actually seeing it? Well..
I'm so heavy-hearted. Please show me the love that I'd shown you.






Day 751.

In fact, I'm afraid. I'm really afraid. But I have to brace myself no matter what, to show you that smile I'd always put on. That silly smile of yours, I guess I could never see it again. It's okay. It's alright. It's not alright,  it's not alright at all, willy.

Games resumes. I guess I ran out of credits again..

Thursday, November 20, 2014

头好疼。心根痛。

Do you really, really wanna do this all over again?

From the start, I don't even know what's wrong with you. You just came and tell me that you're uncertain about us, so uncertain. Telling me you want to experience being with other people. Tell me, is that why you're acting like this, now?

I'm trying to help us, but it can't work out unless you're willing to... are you...?

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

I felt like I was the only one trying too hard. Yeah, way too hard. Hahaha. Man, whatever. The time would come soon.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

I'm lost. I got lost today. I got lost in your words. The more I think about yout words, the more I think about it. I'm probably not in my greatest mood ever, I can't even think and do things rationally. I flared at you, I was being an ass. I said hurtful stuff, but trust me. I don't mean it..
.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

"I haven't laugh so genuine in such a long time." Is it not when you're with me? I'm sorry that I couldn't make you. Sorry.

Friday, November 14, 2014

华语字

如果有人让你要做个选择的话, 那就算了吧.

Hold on.

I'm trying to hold myself together, this just all feels like when I'm in camp. ...
Although I don't know what made you uncertain or what you're uncertain about us, it might be all the while, it might be just be recently, it might just be your pms, maybe I'm just right there at the right time, maybe you're just tired of being tied down with another person, maybe you feel unworthy, maybe this, maybe that. There's just too much maybes to think about, and all I can do is to sit down, hold through the tide with your unsteadiness. Hey, I'm not complaining, this feels real, at least we're arguing from time to time, at least it made me feel someone actually care enough to even take their time to argue/quarrel with me. This may be just an episode in our life, in your life, in my life. I'm not saying I don't feel love from you, I'm not bullshitting about anything else. It's just.. maybe's too scary of a thought for me to handle.

All I ever wanted was for you to be happy anyway, having you is a really, really great bonus. A happy you is a happy me, but why, I'm suppose to be happy, but why am I feeling so much?