Wednesday, April 11, 2007
i'm a sucker..i can console ppl easily, advise ppl, but i cant get myself to stop thinking..i'm such a sucker..places i went, really reminds me of the past..thru yr days in army all the way to now..every pix in my room reminds of wad we shared before..all the smiles we captured, makes me think even more..cant bring myself to stop thinking, stop reminiscing..wad we had, we shared, we'd been through..
i'm not strong..i'm weak..i'd be lying if i say i dun love u anymore..i'd be deceiving myself if i say i dun think of you anymore..do we still belong to each other..
places, songs, roads, even to the very traffic lights where we used to haf fun..i cant stop myself..every vision appears in my mind..every smiles tt u planted on me, every laffters tt we shared, i cant stop..to the very beautiful pix we took at Beijing tt everyone envied the scenery we had on the background, to the very sweetest poems u've ever written to me, reminds me of wad we had..wad we shared..to the pixes tt we took and u developed, to put into our wallets..to every small little details tt u added to our album, our story..to the small little treasure hunt game tt u planted in my room to lemme find my pressie..to the box tt u did wit little socks tt states "little princess and little prince" on it..to everything tt u've done in my room..
even to the fixing of my ikea table, my wardrobe tt we both went to choose..everything had a part of u..to the signage on my bed "i'm the princess, that's why"..to the sticker tt u paste on it, wit "prince and princess" on it..even to the toiletries tt u put in my room, yr contact lenses, solutions..everything in my room has an inch of u..to the adidas watch tt u bot for me, u and fatz..to all the watches tt u bot for me..to my webcam, my creative speakers, my doggie poster on the wall, the bears tt u gave me..to everything tt u fixed for me in my room..
everything has YOU in it..
i cant stop myself from thinking..i cant stop myself from reminding..i cant act strong..i cant disguise myself..i cant wear my fake mask, pretending i'm alright..i breakdown whenever i step into my room..i think of you, i think of everything tt we had and shared..was it something i said? or was it something i din say?..izzit too late?..till u walk away jus lidat?..
i cant stop myself..i cant stop thinking..
...beauty exposed ;