I never asked to
meet you. Never meant to fall in nor even acrossed to my mind. I never wanted
to feel more than happy whenever you gave me your smile, whenever you called my
name, whenever you looked at me. I never got nervous whenever I talked to others,
but when it came to you, my tounge got trapped, my words had turned into steam.
I never asked this kind of feeling nor even acrossed to my mind. But, whenever
you're around, I felt all shy. I could even hardly breathe, knew nothing what
to do.
And, I knew, there
would be the time when we have to seperate, I mean, the time when I would no
longer see you in frequent. It's never easy to me, but I had braced myself for
the goodbye. I had prepared myself to not seeing you as often as we used to. I was
ready. And I had to.
But, something has
turned out. I won't go. And you'll still stay. I should've been happy. But why
is it not? Guess it's better to lose you at the time when you were still around
without anyone in your side than to stay still but seeing you with someone in
your side. I have not braced myself for this. Why didn't you go at the time
when I had braced myself for the goodbye? Why didn't you go before I put hope
on you right after I knew you'd still be around? Why do you have to stay if you
now keep someone else in your side?
She walks a lot. Sometimes alone and some other time accompanied by friends or strangers. Yet, in most of the time, she is accompanied by her own thoughts. Thinking what so essential about life.