Saturday, January 5, 2008

driving back and forth

When your past starts to hunt you and you begin to re-discover, you realized that rediscovering wasn't such a good idea at all. You scan the letters, the pictures and then the memories and find yourself crying to sleep once more.

He was my love, my true love and it scares me that what if, just what if, true love really only happens once in a lifetime and my chance had already passed by - if only it did not came sooner. I know I don't have the right to get hurt anymore. He is already happy with his own life, with someone else, while here I am, still broken. Being more and more broken.

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