Tuesday, 18 December 2012

That Girl. . .

    That girl, that girl made me smile again, made me laugh in my times of need. When I saw her, time just stopped, and immediately I realized, she was special, someone special in my life. The only problem is that she will never see me the same way that I see her. She is smart, courageous, happy-go-lucky and any good characteristics that I can think of.

I was always dreaming of the day that we would be a couple, in fact I already have made plans on how should I propose to her, but to my luck, it all ended in vain.

The first time I courted her, I wasn't ready at that time, so I had to let her go, it hurt me so much, I had to come up with an imaginary girlfriend just for her to hate me. After those scenario, I was finally ready to love her, but to my expense, she already had a boyfriend, it saddened my heart, I wasn't able to speak, move, work normally, it broke my heart to a million pieces and I was forced to forget about her again. Now it's all happening all over again, I'm starting to fall in love with her, but I know, this love isn't so, there are alot of thorns in the road, and she is a rose full of thorns.

                                                Besides, she wouldn't love me again. . .

All I can do is just sit back and watch her from afar, even though I'll be hurting myself in the process, how I wish, how I wish she could see how much of an effort I'm putting into loving her, but she does not know, and I think she would ever know.





                                                       I love you so much, SKCA

Why. . .

Why?

Why does it hurt so much? Why do love is so one sided? Is it because that I am afraid of the things that might happen? Why do I expect so much? Why can't I be someone who is strong? Why does my emotions consume me, even though I said to myself, no more?

Why do I love you so much? Why does it hurt if you don't notice me? Why does it hurt if you forget to greet me, even though we are not going out?

Why?

Why?

Why does my efforts do so little to you? Even though I have sacrificed my time, my life for you?

If I ever love you again, would you love me back? Would you give me the same love that I am giving to you right now?

Why?

Why do I care for you so much? Why is it that even after all this time of forgetting you, you still manage to crawl up to my memories?

I so love you so much, but why?

Why. . .