Reason being?
"Am I… going to be okay?" I say to myself. “Don’t be a little
bitch, it’s just a relationship” strangers advise me.
But what was the reason? I NEED a reason so that I can move
on. It was so sudden, I didn't even see it coming at all.
How could she just
want that, and without a discussion too? She… lied to me.
I was forced to believe that everything was okay. How do you just lose interest?
There has to be a reason for it. How can things just plummet down without my
awareness? Was I so ignorant towards you?
But I did my best didn't I? If my best wasn't enough, then
what does it take?
I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I didn't want to want
to seem paranoid, so I overlooked any speculation.
But then you called it off, with so much conviction
too. As if you were bottling it up until
it became unbearable.
Wait… this… is a joke. Yeah, that’s it. It’s just a prank
right? "
-Domics
But it wasn't. It was reality. It was just simple puppy love
to you, just “temporary fun” so to speak. That was your reason, the reason you
chose to close the door. And you know what.
For a period of time I did believe you. The short time we
shared together, I learned to trust you wholeheartedly. I don’t know why. I
just… did. But now, I have come to realise that the words you told me are far
different from what you tell others.
“When people stop talking to you, they start
talking about you” – anonymous
The reason you told me was far different to what you tell
others. And what pains me more is that it is too true.
“Sensitive and weird”
Sure. I can see why with my interests and views on things.
But what I fail to comprehend is why you did not repeat those words to me? Am I
not good enough for the truth? Do you think because I’m sensitive I’ll die? Hmm.
I wonder… Always wondering what’s going on through that creative mind of yours.
Probably not me. Because we’re “much too different”.
Very Different
I must admit my faults. I was a bit TOO emotional, a bit TOO
attached, bit TOO weird and bit TOO rushed. But you made me happy, and I loved
that feeling. And I still do hold feelings for you.
The scary thing is that I just don’t know how you feel about
this. You could be feeling gloomy, cheerful or, who knows, maybe even accomplished.
Because I know, that you’re very good at hiding your true emotions.
I don’t know how long these feelings will last, but for the time
being, it’s still present. Hoping that in the unknown that there’s still a chance
that this flower bud may bloom once more.
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Reason being?
"Am I… going to be okay?" I say to myself. “Don’t be a little
bitch, it’s just a relationship” strangers advise me.
But what was the reason? I NEED a reason so that I can move
on. It was so sudden, I didn't even see it coming at all.
How could she just
want that, and without a discussion too? She… lied to me.
I was forced to believe that everything was okay. How do you just lose interest?
There has to be a reason for it. How can things just plummet down without my
awareness? Was I so ignorant towards you?
But I did my best didn't I? If my best wasn't enough, then
what does it take?
I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I didn't want to want
to seem paranoid, so I overlooked any speculation.
But then you called it off, with so much conviction
too. As if you were bottling it up until
it became unbearable.
Wait… this… is a joke. Yeah, that’s it. It’s just a prank
right? "
-Domics
But it wasn't. It was reality. It was just simple puppy love
to you, just “temporary fun” so to speak. That was your reason, the reason you
chose to close the door. And you know what.
For a period of time I did believe you. The short time we
shared together, I learned to trust you wholeheartedly. I don’t know why. I
just… did. But now, I have come to realise that the words you told me are far
different from what you tell others.
“When people stop talking to you, they start
talking about you” – anonymous
The reason you told me was far different to what you tell
others. And what pains me more is that it is too true.
“Sensitive and weird”
Sure. I can see why with my interests and views on things.
But what I fail to comprehend is why you did not repeat those words to me? Am I
not good enough for the truth? Do you think because I’m sensitive I’ll die? Hmm.
I wonder… Always wondering what’s going on through that creative mind of yours.
Probably not me. Because we’re “much too different”.
Very Different
I must admit my faults. I was a bit TOO emotional, a bit TOO
attached, bit TOO weird and bit TOO rushed. But you made me happy, and I loved
that feeling. And I still do hold feelings for you.
The scary thing is that I just don’t know how you feel about
this. You could be feeling gloomy, cheerful or, who knows, maybe even accomplished.
Because I know, that you’re very good at hiding your true emotions.
I don’t know how long these feelings will last, but for the time
being, it’s still present. Hoping that in the unknown that there’s still a chance
that this flower bud may bloom once more.
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Controler
I am Me. And it won't change.
[ kneel down to the floor, cuz the Loyal Controler is comiiing ]
Hey guys. I'm the Royal Controler in this imaginary world. My name's bening [ or you can call me PERIOD ].
I'm 93452723482318 years old and yet i look like a
toddler 9 year old.
My hometown is Mars, but apparently i'm now in Atlantis, on the way to Bandung, Indonesia. Oh, of COURSE i'm Indonesian.
Actually, I'm born in the 18th of April, but all of a sudden i forgot in what year i was born, so.. yeah.
I DON'T like studying, because it's boring. I HATE wrecked-complicated templates, and.. slow internet. I SUPREMELY HATE worms, because they're slimy and disgusting =.=
BUUU~T i love LOT'S of things too. Example?
PIZZA (definitely), MUSIIIC (awfully in love), BLOGGING (awesomely married), EDITING TEMPLATES (growing old together), SOCIAL (supremely will be dead together), GOD (will be in my heart forever).
Anyways, I'm just plain Me. Not gonna change. Oh, one more thing:
Copycats, Hackers, Spammers, Rippers make me famous.
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