the spider ran away OH REALLY?!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

I miss you a lot and sometimes I wish you'd know that. As much as I've come to accept that it is impossible to mend the friendship that we once had, something's telling me I haven't tried hard enough. Out of the many friends who I've lost, you were one of the few who I cried for days on end over. I'd truly cared for you and had thoroughly enjoyed our times together, however fleeting they were. You made me feel truly happy after a long while of not feeling anything at all.

I miss you. So now instead of regretting not ever trying, I'm googling how to get a friend back in hopes that we might still be friends.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

It's funny how just being around a person could make me so happy. Never thought someone would reciprocate my obsession with them and just the notion of it causes the little butterflies in my stomach to start their fluttering frenzy. Could it just be the fact that I'm too easily taken by these childish infatuations? Yet I'm almost certain this feeling goes way beyond that.

Maybe I'm just hungry.

I could almost pinpoint an exact moment when I felt totally taken by you and what brewed the certainty I had for the future.

Just to deviate from dwelling in my state of lovestruckness, I wanna point out how much I dislike people telling me that we're still young and hence need to try out as much as we can and to not worry about our future. It's the fact that we're young that allows us to make important decisions and have our life be so moldable, and so why on earth would I choose to forgo my future happiness for a brief, fleeting moment of euphoria? When I mention the future, I don't mean the career path I'd choose to take or how my family unit would take shape, but the emotional state I'd be in. Some deem me naive for the concerns I have over what holds for me ten years from now but as much as I believe in not regretting any choices I've made in the past (regardless of the consequences), I don't want to face the struggle of having to forgive myself time and again for how battered up I've caused myself to be. Undeniably, we have little control of whatever the upcoming years bring and it is precisely so that we need to be in reign of our mind and soul as that would decide the kind of life we would choose to lead.

Not sure if that even makes any sense at all but I'm glad I'd voiced out.