It has been 10 days indeed from the day I agreed to be his. N there I thought a platonic friendship could work. My! How wrong was I?? Tell me more about it...
They all say there is a first time for everything you do.
With those innocence in your eyes, and in my actions,
It is very beautiful indeed,
With Surreal expectations set,
Comes Disappointments and Fear,
guess I'm just a coward.
He believes in idealism, I believe in realism and my!! how do they conflict and our ideas differ??
We couldn't be more different.
Sometimes, hiding in my own corner, I wondered about how some events have taken onto their course, and decisions lead to consequences. How I wondered perhaps I could be in the wrong course? I love things I could apply to real life but when things becomes too complicated, I feel like giving up.
Staring up at the sky,
Blinking back my tears,
Trying to battle the weakness,
and cover them,
but i guess I've feelings after all,
and getting scolded continuously could really reduce just about anyone to tears,
As much as my pride stops me from showing my vulnerability,
It failed to take control of me this time.
What makes home a home to you?? A sanctuary where u find peace and familiarities in faces, friends, and relatives? You can be anywhere else in the world, but in the end it boils down to where u belong-your home-the beginning-your real home- your origins.
who am i?
- Caryn
- A girl who looks innocent on the outside but truly fiery inside.One who loves procrastinating,fell in love with lobsters dipped in melt butter, spaghetti with extra cheese, and not to forget crab accompanied with chilli shrimps. Her most fond weaknesses: a forgetful nature and a hopeless directions-giver even in places she's supposed to be familiar with.
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