It's the time of the year again. Exams. Sigh.
But I'm looking forward more to going home. Christmas. New Year. :)
Anyway, I think Beyonce's new single from her new album is nice!
I'm willing to run.
Run.
Smash into you.
How could you memorise my name, and forget who I am?
And I can't cry hard enough.
Who will see the beauty in your life?
Who will be there to hear you when you call?
Who will see the madness in your life?
And who will be there to catch you if you fall?
It's too late to start pretending.
Later than never. To love you again.
Sometimes.
I wish.
That I was
I wonder.
Would I have been wanted.
'Cause I'm afraid to know the answer.
This is one feeling that I hate. To expect and be dismayed.
To wish and be disappointed.
But why? Why the hell am I affected?
Can I not care anymore?
I want to give up.
But can I?
Everything's still a blur.
I don't dare.
As much as I have been very tempted to.
You said you would choose music.
It has been a while. And yet.
It seems that nothing has changed.
I still am as confused as ever. The feeling of wanting to but not daring to.
There's just to much to take into account.
The wants. The needs. The circumstances. The joy. The pain.
The risk.
I'm stuck.
Why must it be?
That I go for something that I told myself not to go for.
Why must it be?
That I put in too much too early. When I told myself not to.
Why it must be?
That I can't bring myself out of all these shit that I am putting myself into.
And yet I tell myself. Hold on.