When emotions are just too much
After running, we sat down and talk, and talk, and talk. And somehow, the topic lead to him. My close friends knew the story all too well. In fact, I've recited it so many times when asked that I could just say it out without any special feelings. It's just like reading a sentence out of a book. Ya know? How it feels like when you've told the same old story time and again? The feeling would just go numb.
Somehow, today was kinda different. Was it because it's been a long time since I've kept my story penned up? @.@
I would think about those times, those weird but sweet moments that we'd shared. And then, how it all ended. Just like that. No dramas. No tears. Sort of like I'm-happy-and-let's-remain-best-friends ending. The irony, of how much you've wanted something, and then, you just don't want it any more when you've got it.
And you'll never know
behind it all
the reason I started to loathe sweet talks
All I wanted to do right now, is to crawl into bed and cry my eyes out. I tell myself, again and again, be strong ru yen, be stoic!
But can I be emo for a bit, just this once? I'm so pathetic :((
Oh, we had blood donation campaign today! Everyone's so enthusiastic. You'll never know how your blood can save millions of lives :D
Well, truth is, I did not donate. Ahahaha! I did not reach the minimum weight requirement =.= Even if I did, I doubt that I would have the guts to donate too :P Come on, the needle was like, so thick. Imagine it poking through your skin, into your veins? Ouch. I'm afraid of pain. As in, really really really really scared. Seeing my friends donating blood is enough to drive me to the verge of tears, and it's not even ME who's donating >.<!
I seriously salute those people who aren't afraid of all these thingy *in awe*
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| How can someone still smile so happily, with the needle on it's way? @@ |

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