these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
came across your page again today. fool i was for an irrevocable amount of time na nasayang. i see your back where you belong. happy as you can ever be, i should have never entered the picture in the first place. most of the time i hate you. i hate me. i just feel so bad for some reason... here i stand today, front of the mirror...everything is so different... pieces...thats all i see now...im pieces of what used to be. gone is my heart before i even knew. Most of the time, heartless works for me best. no feelings... no pain. no nothing... so so so down today.