Monday, September 18, 2006
i know that there's another little tear in my eye
get turned around and hold my ground still for a moment. it is in wanting nothing, i secretly want everything. from everything, i'll get something, walk another block and be back to having nothing.
its easier to stare effortlessly into blank, ordinary spaces that have been there for so long, just ignored. they hold only one purpose - to be a last resort when a soul is confined to darkness and the constant noise of the underground.
from the corner of my eye i've seen a million reflections or maybe more in these two years here, of crying, of holding hands, of falling asleep, of strangers being strangers - of myself secretly wanting everything.
i don't think i'll ever get through this. i don't think i'll have the courage to make the change.
to all this naufal mamoo would say " it's just that time of the year again kiddo, you'll be fine".
i just got off the train and now i'm in the library, they don't have tinted windows here. i hate being watched.
i have in a class in 17 minutes.
2 Comments:
well said.
it is that time of the year again.
it will be ok.=)
*hugs*
for me its the same.
naxuk: you came here after such a long time. me missed you much :(
scaryhours: well they don't stare but it's like freaky, they watch you as they're passing by. i should post up a picture of the library soon.