i’m still guilty of my own crime..

†•is it me.. or am i dreaming??•†

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there’s something about us I want to say
Cause there’s something between us anyway
I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there’s something about us I’ve got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you
I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I’ll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

yes, that’s right.. i felt that way BEFORE.. before i finally realized that i was just wasting my time.. but still, i don’t know why i feel this way.. it feels like as if i wanna be held by him AGAIN.. but.. i KNOW that i don’t love him anymore!! is it just me, or am i feeling a thing called loneliness??

loneliness?? why in the hell would i feel that..?! maybe because i do feel lonely.. from everyone.. from everything.. that’s right.. i remember now.. at that time in my life, when i thought that nobody was there, when nobody cared, when my world began to sink, he held my hand, he helped me up and hugged me ’till i felt safe.. he was there.. and he was the one who made me feel loved.. maybe that’s why i think of him right now.. ‘coz, i feel exactly like the way i felt at that time.. he was the only one who never left my side.. [well, at that time, at least..]

but he was still the reason why i felt like dying.. he was the reason why i cried for so many days of my life.. but.. i can’t blame for it, can’t i..?? why?? well, it’s also my fault.. for falling for him so deeply.. for loving him more than anything in this miserable world.. for giving him everything, when i knew that nothing would be given back.. i was a fool.. to believe in such lies.. lies that may only come true in my dreams.. and dreams that can never be real..

i want to be remembered as the girl
who always smiles even when her heart is broken.
and the one that could always brighten up your day
even if she couldn’t brighten up her own.

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