Times like this, I realize how much I miss writing. When I write, I shut down everything around me. At this point of time, that's the only thing that I need. To just shut down everything and ramble on to myself, and only myself. I don't want to pick up the pieces and move on, not just yet. I'm not done yet. I need to feel this pain, and perhaps carve it on my heart so that I know better the next time. Not that I wish that there will be a next time, but just in case life decides to be a bitch again. On a not so different note, my feelings are pretty much not balanced right now. How can I decide what I want when I don't even know what I want? Perhaps it doesn't make sense, but it does to me.

This might be goodbye for you, but not for me, my friend. Need I remind you that I am a pretty stubborn girl? I'm not ready to let go.

21:51

Times like this, I realize how much I miss writing. When I write, I shut down everything around me. At this point of time, that's the only thing that I need. To just shut down everything and ramble on to myself, and only myself. I don't want to pick up the pieces and move on, not just yet. I'm not done yet. I need to feel this pain, and perhaps carve it on my heart so that I know better the next time. Not that I wish that there will be a next time, but just in case life decides to be a bitch again. On a not so different note, my feelings are pretty much not balanced right now. How can I decide what I want when I don't even know what I want? Perhaps it doesn't make sense, but it does to me.

This might be goodbye for you, but not for me, my friend. Need I remind you that I am a pretty stubborn girl? I'm not ready to let go.

21:51
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