Remembering...
how you made me laugh.
how you made me worried.
how you made me angry.
how you made me laugh out loud.
how you made me tear.
how you made me boil my blood.
you asked me who am i, when our first talk.
Once upon...
you and your promises
you and your lies
you and your says
you and your care
you and your everything
i trust you most, yet disappointed me the most.
Sometimes...
i tolerated your nonsense,
you tolerated my nonsense.
you brought me to heaven, and drop me to hell immediately.
i wonder why i kept tolerating your nonsense, when i cant take it.
i wonder why i kept avoiding you, when you 'appeared'.
yet i sometimes wonder, how am i going to survive without you.
But it kills...
when hearing nonsensical rumors ( IM NOT DEAF)
when seeing you walking away ( I SWEAR I DONT PEEK.)
when you're not around the moment i needed you most. ( I'm NOT SICK-IN-MIND)
suddenly it kept running through my mind despite knowing your promises are lies.
i asked myself, 为何要在放开手後才知道痛.
There's believe and lies, because there's lie in believe the word itself.
(HAVE A LOOK AT 'POST LABELS')
Two More Days. 5th July 2008.
