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unfinished


i guess it's time. finally, i can get to write again.

you see, there is always that time when you forget everything you're supposed to think about. and that has been the case for the past few days. i've made myself busy with other things so I don't really find enough time to worry.  but then there are days when suddenly, in a moment, like a flash of blinding light, it all comes crashing down on you. and you tremble with fear... of the unknown... of all that has transpired... and of all that is still to come.

and the loneliness comes.

i've never been afraid of being alone.
i'm just afraid of that feeling.... that feeling when it's cold and you really have no warm hand to hold....  that feeling when you need someone to talk to you and all that comes is silence....

u moved me.Wednesday, July 18, 2012






whispers

There is a pleasure sure in being mad
which none but madmen know

Don't wish. Don't start. Wishing only wounds the heart. -Wicked


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