her non existence is making me empty.
his inability to understand my feelings for her is making me feel stupid, wordless.
the photos brings envy.
her words of anguish brings worries.
my pride cannot be forsaken.
my harsh words cannot be forgotten.
somethings just cannot be erased from the mind-or heart.
love doesnt just extinguish.
care still lingers over anger.
then again, anger has already dissipitated.
dissipitated-a word she taught.
the chapter cannot be closed.
the heart will not allow it so.
regrets are heartless.
drives one to our wits end.
if someone will just invent the time machine...
i'll be there to warn, to tell, to prevent.
and friday is freaking me out.
i worry more for his results than my own one. not that i'm confident of my results but more of, if i dont do well, i've quite some stuff to fall back on. but he doesnt. i worry. and thus the sleepless nights.
please, let his birthady wish come true..