I’m out. bye~
kinda miss my hair, i want it to grow already :\ I look like a fucking dickhead now LOL.
When good things come to an end…
It’s hard to accept the fact that nothing’s forever. That voices will fade, faces will disappear and bonds will be gone like there was never one. It’s hard to accept that your best friends whom you planned a whole future with will eventually be strangers that you once knew. When days go by filled with laughter and happiness, sometimes the sad but we knew we had each others backs. Why did it turn into us just barely being able to look each others straight in the eyes? Remember how our deepest confessions were easily transferred to the other? How we could go on days talking about every topic that we could possibly think of? Tell me why you’re feeling uneasy about how to say just a simple hi. Why you even have thoughts of lying and pretending that you didn’t spot me in the crowd and just walk pass me. Why did it become so hard to recognize my existence?
Sometimes I feel like I’m flying when the others are walking..
How I’m able to see certain perspectives of things that can only be seen from the sky looking down but as much as I want to show them, they only want to see it their way and are absolute about theirs being the right way of looking at things and everything else is wrong. As much as I want to convince them that I’m not that much different than from what they are, they see me as a inferior creature that walked the wrong path by choice when in fact, I was just born this way because trust me, I wouldn’t have chosen this if I would be looked different upon at, if they would think that what I am is forbidden because one book said so. I’m not any different, I’m capable of loving just like you are. I’m capable of crying, of smiling and every other feelings that you possess so why do you think that I’m different? Why is it so hard to accept that I’m just slightly different but still one of yours? A human being.
Sometimes I feel like I’m flying when the others are walking but all I want is to land down and be able to walk side by side with them and be aware that we’re different but yet still the same.
Everything around you just blurs away when I put my eyes on you. You become the center of my attention as I view everything that you do, might feel and think. You suddenly become the only source of my happiness and something that I do not wish to let go off. But as time passes by, everything about you affects me in both a good and a bad way, every passing minute a little bit more. When the simplest things that you do makes me smile, when your bad mood infects the mine, when everything that you say lingers on my mind for days. But as more time passes by, I’m becoming more dependent of you. That every single minute without your presence, not being able to talk to you or to interact feels like a living hell. But you’re worth that trouble, that going through all the pain is nothing compared to the happiness that you can offer me. But how long can I keep this mindset? How much more pain can I take before I start to lose it. What would it be like if more time would pass by. Where would we be standing?