Monday, November 12, 2007
Crooning on my STEREO: Cold Water by DAMIEN RICE
Do you remember November 23rd last year?
I find it somewhat bittersweet that people walk in and out of your life with such tremendous leisure. Even the ones you love.
For me, he was disappearing. Or maybe, he has decided to disappear.
The saddest thing about disappearing is that you can do nothing to stop it. All you can do is to lie, or make him lie.
In many instances I had to pursue love. But with this broken heart of mine, I can only wish that love would pursue me in return.
Perhaps one day, if I should decide to walk away,
I can only hope that when I do look back, I will see you walking behind me.