im all alone, cold and aching over all in my seat. i clicked on "December 2004" at your blog. tears kept welling up as i read on. everything seems so familar and yet, not. each and every word brought back countless images and yes, they were still you and me. i am so jealous of the one you kept mentioning... who was actually yours truly in the past. yet i find no connections between the same physical being now and then.
we have changed so much. but what exactly happened?
im so afraid. the colours are running out so badly. in something like this, i really hate black and white, and definitely not grey.
yet i will not mouth a word. somehow, i only wish the best for you.
even if im not the one.
please dont compare me to anyone else.
comparison are meant to be made on the same grounds. even if so, dont blame the fresh apple from rotting... because it has been abandoned with all the rotten ones.
no others has been put through anything like what i have went through...
that is why my response is always that different.
neither do i want it.
nice and sweet. who doesnt want to be so?