Monday, December 18, 2006
on this cold night.. when the rain has jus stopped.. in my room.. alone.. the cold wind jus blow in.. without thinking whether will it hurtt me.. im feeling real down now.. i also donno why.. i cant stand couples on the streets.. is it becos of the failure of the previous dat made me envy the others and await the success of the next? or is it becos, of the success of the previous dat made me think of the failure of the next, dat stop me from entering the next? don like the feel of trying to withstand the coldness of the night.. don like the feel of staying up in such a night like now.. bud.. im afraid.. of accepting.. it has become such a habit to listen to 933 every night.. perhaps tats to subsitute the lost of ur voices at the other end of the phone.. to.. fill the emptiness of my room.. tonight.. the tap jus refuses to close.. bit by bit initially.. tears dripped.. after which the tap spoil.. it simple pour out every litre of tears it has.. im a tap. many didn noe. cant be controlled. cant be switched on / off. it jus flow as and when it wans.. lying flat on the bed.. perhaps its the power of gravity.. the tears in the eyes, jus folo its path down.. leavin behind.. a stream of tears.. the evidence of hurtt. do eu noe why i like black so much?.. cos.. its the exact display of my mood. the tender, gentle look in ur eyes.. is wad i don wanna lose.. the hurting, emo look in my eyes.. is wad i don wanna keep.. URGH!! how i wish i cud shout it out.. tat dae.. during tkd camp, during treasure hunt.. at the beach, i really got the urge to shout.. eventually i didn.. my mind is tired. and my heartt is broken. go away~
im emo @1:08 AM;
