Y Wednesday, December 10, 2008 Y
I've changed my blogskin already. How is it? Is the previous one better or the current one? Comments please :D
I'm sick & tired looking at your black face already. If seeing me makes you remember them both so much, then I won't appear in front of you anymore. Its already my limit. You have your attitude, I have mine too. Imagine stepping into clubroom, & all I see is your black face. How will you feel? After this camp, I won't appear in front of you anymore. Go, continue staying in your past. Continue leaving in a dream where they still treat you as friend. No one is able to help you. Only you yourself, boy. Wake up! You are the one who taught me to trust friends, but you? Did you do it? Did you even realize you've change so much. You said you hate her for her childishness. Honestly, I think I hate you now for your childishness too. People around you are trying to help you, pull you back on track. Not only did you not appreciate, you push it away. I respect and I really do like the old you. However, you've changed so much ever since that thing happen. If I makes you reminds of them & then you try to avoid me, then let me ask you, have you ever thought of my feelings? Have you ever thought how will I feel? I'm sick & tired of this shits already. Its up to you, I've done whatever I can & I'm tired. After Saturday, I will disappear from your life. Bye then.
What's the use of shedding tears when others don't even care? What's the use of changing into the person where eveyone wants me to be? I'm tired. From today onwards, the old Cassandra where everyone knows will no longer be the same. If being friendly and out-going, caring for friends give so much trouble & hurt to myself, then might as well I be someone who got a "no heart", only caring about myself. Isn't it? This way, I will no longer felt that hurt.
What's the point of waiting & waiting for your return. What's the point of waiting & waiting for you to notice me? I see no point in it. No longer wanting to this Cassandra to survive. Its time to let go. No more shedding of tears for someone who won't return. No more shedding of tears when I'm sad. I gotta be strong. Keeping everything to myself. Even if I wanna say it out, will anyone be there? Crap, my stupid thinking. What's the point of going into relationship at this age. Will there even be true love? HA-! I don't know. If there's ever a day, that someone appear, I would probably consider. He used to promise everything, he unlock that knot but in the end, I realize he tie it even tighter. Goodbye, Cassandra. Welcome, Cassy(:
PS: Just one last dance.
Love is a wonderful gift, shared by two blessed souls.
Experiencing heaven on earth.
