…and never the exception. So now is the time to
refresh and get busy jotting down my standards once
again. I finally came to terms with you-know-who
last night. No more texting. No more chatting. No
more talking of any form. It’s time to disconnect
from him.
refresh and get busy jotting down my standards once
again. I finally came to terms with you-know-who
last night. No more texting. No more chatting. No
more talking of any form. It’s time to disconnect
from him.
I thought it would be easy being friends with him,
but it’s been a lot harder since we can no longer
talk about what we feel in the open. But I can’t go
on pretending that I don’t feel, I don’t hurt and
that I don’t friggin’ care. If he can act
nonchalantly while I go on yakking about my dates
and all that, he’d rather stay away from me and
keep that auto-numbing lessons to himself. I’ve had
too much showbizness, i want to get myself a good
deal. We both deserve to be happy and that’s it.
And it’s not gonna happen if we’re both on a ship
sure to hit the iceberg and sink. Yes, just like
Titanic, it’s gonna be tragic. And I am positive to
be the first one to freeze. It’s been a great
journey, but yeah - one is bound to die. With my
intention to save us both from the proverbial
tragedy that i could see coming everytime we make
each other feel bad, i chose to jump off and he, on
the other hand, is free to go anywhere he desires.
but it’s been a lot harder since we can no longer
talk about what we feel in the open. But I can’t go
on pretending that I don’t feel, I don’t hurt and
that I don’t friggin’ care. If he can act
nonchalantly while I go on yakking about my dates
and all that, he’d rather stay away from me and
keep that auto-numbing lessons to himself. I’ve had
too much showbizness, i want to get myself a good
deal. We both deserve to be happy and that’s it.
And it’s not gonna happen if we’re both on a ship
sure to hit the iceberg and sink. Yes, just like
Titanic, it’s gonna be tragic. And I am positive to
be the first one to freeze. It’s been a great
journey, but yeah - one is bound to die. With my
intention to save us both from the proverbial
tragedy that i could see coming everytime we make
each other feel bad, i chose to jump off and he, on
the other hand, is free to go anywhere he desires.
I realized that moving on really requires closed
doors. No more peaking into each other’s lives to
avoid hurting oneself. No more knocking on an
ignoring door. No more trying to get in to know if
it’s already locked. No matter how hard you lean
against the door and strain your ears to hear his
footsteps going towards or away that damn door,
still the fact is: it’s none of your business
anymore. You can’t help him to get up and to move
on. Keep in mind that he knows what to do at thr
right time and your help is the least that he
needs. Give him a break. You can’t ask him to stay.
Or maybe you can, but it just wouldn’t work. He has
his own will, you have yours. And all you can do,
it’s give yourself a favor and get over it. Yes,
some people get back together, some people don’t.
SOme people are lucky in love, some people are -
well, too stubborn to admit that things went wrong.
I’ve had my luck. And I’m thankful for the moment
that I willingly gave it back without regrets. Now
I’m being optimistic that I’ll be bouncing to where
happiness dwells and have a spanking good time.
Cheers to single blessedness! *wink wink*
doors. No more peaking into each other’s lives to
avoid hurting oneself. No more knocking on an
ignoring door. No more trying to get in to know if
it’s already locked. No matter how hard you lean
against the door and strain your ears to hear his
footsteps going towards or away that damn door,
still the fact is: it’s none of your business
anymore. You can’t help him to get up and to move
on. Keep in mind that he knows what to do at thr
right time and your help is the least that he
needs. Give him a break. You can’t ask him to stay.
Or maybe you can, but it just wouldn’t work. He has
his own will, you have yours. And all you can do,
it’s give yourself a favor and get over it. Yes,
some people get back together, some people don’t.
SOme people are lucky in love, some people are -
well, too stubborn to admit that things went wrong.
I’ve had my luck. And I’m thankful for the moment
that I willingly gave it back without regrets. Now
I’m being optimistic that I’ll be bouncing to where
happiness dwells and have a spanking good time.
Cheers to single blessedness! *wink wink*
“The only reason he can miss you is because he’s
choosing, everyday, not to be with you.”
choosing, everyday, not to be with you.”
SO what gives? All aboard!
another EMO post from the EMO grandmaster herself haha.
why does this sound familiar? tss. i guess its a phase we all have to go through.
by the way, I posted your text here:
http://tabulas.com/~silverlining
comment by riz — September 26, 2006 @ 9:53 am
i’m serious you know. I wanna learn the kind of determination you possess. i might need it someday. hahaha! im happy for you.. minsan lng ako nakakakilala ng taong nagmamahal pero willing mag give up for the good of both parties. hehe.
uy, tignan mo pic naten. pinost ko sa blog ko hahaha!
comment by joni — September 28, 2006 @ 12:03 am
you just have to learn to accept things that cannot be changed. at a certain point, you’d know that you have to finally sort out the things you can deal with from the things you can’t.
turns out, i just couldn’t deal with it anymore. and yun nga,i’ve reached my limit. pag pilitin ko pa, alam kong wala na rin mangyayari.
may tamang panahon para sa lahat. i just hope you won’t miss it.
comment by z|pLoCk — September 29, 2006 @ 6:36 pm