Why was I how I was?
But..
Que Sera Sera. Whatever will be, will be.
I didn’t know what that ‘umph’ feeling was.
Ruined a night, ruined a day.
Ruined a night, ruined a day.
Got me thinking, whether it was a happy or sad thing.
After a day of thinking,
it was neither. Or maybe it was both.
After a day of thinking,
it was neither. Or maybe it was both.
If it was sad, I guess it’s ‘cause of the memories came
flashing back and all,
Nostalgic… that would be my defense.
Nostalgic… that would be my defense.
If it was a happy one, it’s cause..
I got to see you? After such a long time. Almost a month, no?
I got to see you? After such a long time. Almost a month, no?
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I’ve put in, way too much connotation in the Moon.
and everytime as I gaze at it, I would think of you.
and everytime as I gaze at it, I would think of you.
The Moon became something that I really adored and looked forward
too, because,
our month-vesary would always have a full Moon.
our month-vesary would always have a full Moon.
A friend asked me, “Why does everyone look at the moon as if
it’s something beautiful and round and perfect? If you look closely, it has
holes and it’s not really white. “
“Like every other human, we ain’t perfect with our flaws and ugliness. But deep down we’re beautiful.” I replied.
“Like every other human, we ain’t perfect with our flaws and ugliness. But deep down we’re beautiful.” I replied.
The thing with accepting someone else’s differences, it
takes a lot. When I say a lot I mean A LOT.
We accept the ones we love eventhough they’ve hurt us over and over again.
May it be, family, or even friends.
but the funny thing is, we didn’t let go.
of the feelings, memories, hopes and dreams.
Maybe we’re just fools or dreamers hoping the best that would come out of the situation. Not accepting reality and fact.
but living off the fictional side of the story, in our hearts.
We accept the ones we love eventhough they’ve hurt us over and over again.
May it be, family, or even friends.
but the funny thing is, we didn’t let go.
of the feelings, memories, hopes and dreams.
Maybe we’re just fools or dreamers hoping the best that would come out of the situation. Not accepting reality and fact.
but living off the fictional side of the story, in our hearts.
----------------------------------
Someone who would take a chance on me, and give me a try.
but I’ve build this defense mechanism in me,
to not get hurt.
but I’ve build this defense mechanism in me,
to not get hurt.
Pushing away the possibilities of a heartbreak, whenever it
is.
That’s why I wouldn’t take the chance.
Wouldn’t take step of courage,
to not leap forward, but rather staying where I am now.
I wouldn’t want to hurt you, and you me. Wouldn’t take step of courage,
to not leap forward, but rather staying where I am now.
But..
Que Sera Sera. Whatever will be, will be.
A day away,
from that day,
from that day,
which made so much
difference,
which I try not to
reference.
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