Killing Me Softly

The more you tend to cover, the more truth reveals.

You answered me, but you'll never tell the details.

While it is discovered, the disappointment kills.

You told me I have a good temper and wonderful personality;

Hence, you take me for granted.

You expect me to forgive.

Forgiving is easy; Forgetting is ridiculous.

Every night when I close my eyes;

Tear drops as flashbacks appear.

No way for us to talk.

Talking leads us to argument.

To remain peace, we would rather leave problems unsolved.

And this is what killing me softly.

Here Comes The Bride

There are many wonderful things about weddings.

Friends around me are getting married.

I never had or in other words, I never dare to:

Have a wedding dream.

I never thought my own wedding.

Because I'm not qualify anymore for a perfect wedding.

Still, I find wedding dresses are beautiful.

Maybe someday I might get the chance to be a bride?

I found Vera Wong's wedding gowns are awesome.

I wish to have one during my wedding :)

Can I?

No Reason to Love

To be true, fairy tales won't come true.

To be mean, every happy ending end with a camouflaging lie.

There is no reason to love.

That's why we're in love and, at the same time, in pain.

We feel the pain but somehow we couldn't stop loving.

Or in other word, we're all self-abusive.

As time goes by, you get to know your partner more thoroughly.

And then, you realize and you understand.

You hated this person so much but you just couldn't leave him.

You can get 1000 reasons to leave, but there just 1 reason to keep you staying.

A person doesn't necessarily need another person to live.

But it's just a habitual act that the person want another person to be with.

I realize my man is just another typical man.

I'm rational enough to know he's not the one again.

But I'm irrational enough to get myself out of this.

So I decided to keep this going, keep holding on.

Till someday when I couldn't take it anymore.

I might disappear and keep the greatest thing within.

I'm Okay

To maintain a relationship,

I learn to be blind; for what shouldn't be seen.

I learn to be deaf; for what shouldn't be heard.

I learn to be dumb; for what shouldn't be questioned.

I learn to be stupid; for what shouldn't be thought of.

And now I'm okay.

Yea right.

Mist

Does it mean it doesn't exist, if it's not seen?

Does it mean it has been erased, if it has been forgotten?