Friday, August 06, 2004

i realised how frail my heart is. how vulnerable it has become.
all it takes is a prick and the next instant, it's on the ground,
shattered.
i am feeling like shit now. all thanks to that silly book ):
i shouldn't have read it. it brings me back to that world that was non-existant.
the world that i yearned for.
`everything that i yearned for.
i was punched right in the centre. by a single message. and *poof- that world was gone.
vanished in to thin air.




and thanks for that.
i don't think i was at fault. u are searching for your own interest.
so who's the selfish one?
this is your life. u live it the way u want it to be.
i shall hereby wash my hands off your life.
-all the best.
my fellow comrade. SKAP.




`A man with a faded, well-worn notebook open in his lap.
A woman experienced a morning ritual she doesn't understand.
Until he begins to read to her.
-the notebook.



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