Yes, I'm all out of words to say, once again.
My heart at 4am breaks in confusion, and fatigue. It's beating, I'm alive, but I'm barely breathing, my mind ain't working. I refuse to say that I've fallen, again, 'coz I haven't, or maybe not just yet.
I'm running out of words to describe what I'm feeling, jaded maybe. Fairytales aren't real, but despite that, I don't want to be cynical about love, about happiness, about life.
You make me happy but you give me pain twice as much. You make me want to believe, but you wash away my faith. You give me ambivalence, confusion, mixed emotions, happiness, sadness, inspiration and pain.
I know very well that this feeling is temporary, and I can't wait for it to go away.
Maybe if I breathe in, think about it well, act as if nothing happened, then I could just easily let everything go. That includes you.
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