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Sunday, August 13, 2006

I guess.. this will be the way how the story carries on...



I don't know why. But everytime I take a sit, I get fidgety. Everytime I fall into my lassitude, I feel that I don't have the courage to sleep. I keep thinking something is going on behind my back. I'm afraid. But when I wake up from it, things done are already undone. Hours by hours the earth revolves, leaving me here scared and thinking. I'm defending for my own rights. But no one is giving me the secured feeling. There is nothing to boost me and my inner heartfelts. Matters came passing by brushing , hurting, and rarely worth smiling. Yesterday was a splendid one. I saw you smile, shunning my attempted tickling and stuffs. Maybe you don't understand what I'm going through. But the truth is everything I tried and managed it well that you don't fear the very less what if I'm gone one day. It's tough fixing a broken heart. You know what to do, but you never thought of it.

I'm getting sensitive. Just when I reckon I will never stay comfortable sitting here , I went through pains and effort to another spot. The new spot to sit gives me a different feeling. The feeling is crisp fresh, and air even seemed to be as so. The sight of strange pleasant subjects me to a feeling I never felt before. So I will keep visiting and revisit the new place which somehow attracts me to everyday. The place I used to frequent is way behind the back of my brain. Days past with me at the fresh place, I soon grew bored of it. So I go back to the usual place where I have greatly neglected.....


Everything happens in a twitch of an eye. I took a lie and slept in an eagle-spread. Wonderful. Everything seems to be in place. This is where I belong.. Back at the usual place, the feeling of being homely, where warmth and chirps of birds is a melody pleasant to my ears. Where cats mating reminds me of nature.. Where I wanna be at again..




I know its out of track but the gist is this, one is always comfortable with where he used to be, how he used to be, and who he used to be. He will accept changes with a frown or two, and then backtrack to how he used to be. He will never move his step forward to a path without someone or somewhere.






Today,is the first time i put none as a wallpaper on my mobile. Since the other didn't fufil that for months, why should I ? I never thought I would have the courage to do that. Until you showed me...



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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