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Sunday, September 28, 2008 / 2:37 PM
loneliness  There is a certain loneliness that lingers stealthily in the air. It pervades the senses, impairing any form of motion. There is a want of movement, of change, of chaos. You feel like your body is drifting out of the window but somehow it stays put. The heart is pumping, the blood flows to each part of your body but somehow some part of you has died and is waiting for revival.I am waiting for you. Irregardless of naysayers and the erratic weather, I refuse to budge. Steadfast, I put on hold. Opposing voices crash on me like a huge wave, but i do not waver. Fingers pointing at me from all directions, but i do not see. Blows of violence and hateful lashings, i do not feel. I know, and i will always remember. Do you feel this the way i do? Or are you like the rest, resigned to Destiny and allows its manipulation? Or would you even try to fight, for me? Somehow the deafening silence speaks of your reply. And it comes down like acid, corroding my love and life. Like a slap across the face, telling me how stupid i was to wait and wait and wait, expecting some sort of happy ending. Such is life, and the kind of tricks it plays on people. Or lovers. Perhaps some things were never meant to be, or simply short of a little push in the right direction. If only, if only you could step forth and embrace me. If only you would come out of your shell and your comfort zone, disregarding the dangers and tribulations to come. But as they say, the higher your expectations, the worse will be your disappointment. I tear, but i refuse to let things go. Such pain, such hatred, such disappointment. And i wonder if you will ever hear me, ever listen out for me. Ever pick me out from the monotonous yet seducing crowd, and just be all ears and eyes. Whether you will even be there everytime and be truthful and loving always. To always love me. Man change all the time, nothing stays gold. The fragility of women in sharp contrast with the virility of men. I wait, patiently like Virtue, thinly veiled in sadness and anticipation. How i long for the day to be set free from these and just walk away. With you. Mood: pensive. bored. unwell. not feeling too good..ouch. |
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