So, basically...

i am not supposed to be the first child. i should have been the second, because my mom said she had a miscarriage one year before she had me. uh oh.

is something that i do everyday. no wonder this life is so tiring.

i may be an ice queen, but that doesn't mean i don't need affection. still, i could never start a kiss or give a hug first, unless you are a baby, or a cat. a very pretty and cute baby/cat.

it can subside pretty quickly too. unless, we are really meant for each other.

if i feel that you are too far away, i will just look at the sky and then i will be happy to think, ahh, we are still living under the same sky, looking at the same sun, moon and stars. unless, you died...

if it makes me bleed, i guess, that could be pretty real. love is real, and so does pain, hatred and suffering. and i am stucked in the middle of everything.

God, help me. i think my heart, is dead.

but i ain't going anywhere. we don't go on holidays to be happy. we go on holidays because we are happy. and i ain't happy, yet.

yet, 'someday' is just a romantic notion for people who do have the time in their hands. i don't have that kind of luxury, at least not anymore, now. i wish my 'someday' would come sooner.

i know, it was not my fault that you have to pass on. it was just your time to leave. i just hope i could have been a better person for you.