And hell ... yeah.. I still feel the same way for him.. But it seems like,.. umm, again. just like the old issues on my previous blogs.. He just seems so far away that it tears me into shreds.. And even if I put on dozens and piles of quilt above me, it still couldn't alleviate the coldness that I feel inside. He's drifting away from me, or shall I say.. I was the one drifting away from him... I'm not really good in making wild guesses.. I'm telling gibberish things. Probably it's just because I couldn't find a way to even just.. even escape from this place and just go to our haven. And savor, cherish the last few seconds that we're together. If only I could clutch time and hold on tightly to stop it..
If he thinks that the verve is starting to give up its ghost, then there's no other being in this world to put all the blame but to me. No other else but me.. He would'nt think that way if I didn't let things to go the way they are.
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