The beauty of a dried flower

Maybe I've loved again. Just maybe I ave fallen again. I never thought it would happen again and I tried really hard to fight it off. I tried to forget, deny, curse and reject him but my subconscious embraces him. I never could have felt this way if he never gave me hope that he loves me back. That hope is the thing that is killing me. The vague intentions you have given me disrupts my senses. What are we really? What do you want want from me? Tough questions that demand simple answers. Answers that I definitely deserve and terribly needed. Answers that could save or break me right now. But it doesn't matter if I will be saved or broken. What matters more is that I'll be freed from chains of confusion and I will e drwn to vision the truth (even if it kills me).

I don't have 4 months cause my patience has long been drained. Next time it will be decided. I am sorry but this is the only chance I can have myself back.

If nothing happens... lets forget what we've passed through, lets forget our friendship, let us be acquaintances if not nonexistent beings. You can no longer hold on to me because I can no longer allow you to pull me down.

I may have loved you but I need myself back.



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*aiwa kanari itai.
*i'll definitely live after this.