There are some thoughts still, stay in my mind. Some are simply complicated that make me wonder what should I do or shouldn't do with that. Isn't that pretty confusing being a sensitive one? Definitely, yes.
Just like, I suddenly feel this is passing through my brain. You know, however crowd life would be... in loneliness we would be all alone. And yeah, these endlessly thought will be getting crazier when we come to realize that: we have something missing, or even already losing. Just now I'm lying here and wondering, "Hey where'd you go? I miss you so"
I'm not a type of easy-to-forget person in case, and that's why I feel a lot of vulnerable if some others treat me the same. I have to miss people a lot, in return they don't do the same. Like now when I keep calling my best friends just to make sure they are right there still for me. Or how I remind my boyfriend for lunch just to get to know his respond of caring me back. And that's why I ask my parents not to come late to have dinner together with me. Sounds weird in my age? Nope, I'm not talking about maturity here. It's about the point of being needed.
To need, and to be needed.
To love, and to be loved.
That's what are we looking for, right?
And I'm on the edge of things between that. For recalling back the last years in my grey skirt uniform; with the real different people fulfill my days. My friends (or people-whom-I-thought-were-my-friends), my boyfriend (or-person-whom-I-called-my-boyfriend), and the life beyond the fact that we always keep moving. What I have now is nothing the same. It's sad to know that time has passed us by, and tore the words of us become you and me. You with your life, me with my life. And they never know that I already missed them, more than a lot.
So that, as life's gone through, we should... (I have no idea to fill that blank). And I hope, what already we're having now on is the best things for... now on. Like what I've told in my previous post, nothing lasts forever. It's all temporarily ends and begins, we shouldn't stay in here ever and after.
I'm being so grateful that now my life is so full with happiness... but, however crowd life would be... in loneliness we would be all alone.
Or maybe, am I too afraid to be alone?
Just like, I suddenly feel this is passing through my brain. You know, however crowd life would be... in loneliness we would be all alone. And yeah, these endlessly thought will be getting crazier when we come to realize that: we have something missing, or even already losing. Just now I'm lying here and wondering, "Hey where'd you go? I miss you so"
I'm not a type of easy-to-forget person in case, and that's why I feel a lot of vulnerable if some others treat me the same. I have to miss people a lot, in return they don't do the same. Like now when I keep calling my best friends just to make sure they are right there still for me. Or how I remind my boyfriend for lunch just to get to know his respond of caring me back. And that's why I ask my parents not to come late to have dinner together with me. Sounds weird in my age? Nope, I'm not talking about maturity here. It's about the point of being needed.
To need, and to be needed.
To love, and to be loved.
That's what are we looking for, right?
And I'm on the edge of things between that. For recalling back the last years in my grey skirt uniform; with the real different people fulfill my days. My friends (or people-whom-I-thought-were-my-friends), my boyfriend (or-person-whom-I-called-my-boyfriend), and the life beyond the fact that we always keep moving. What I have now is nothing the same. It's sad to know that time has passed us by, and tore the words of us become you and me. You with your life, me with my life. And they never know that I already missed them, more than a lot.
So that, as life's gone through, we should... (I have no idea to fill that blank). And I hope, what already we're having now on is the best things for... now on. Like what I've told in my previous post, nothing lasts forever. It's all temporarily ends and begins, we shouldn't stay in here ever and after.
I'm being so grateful that now my life is so full with happiness... but, however crowd life would be... in loneliness we would be all alone.
Or maybe, am I too afraid to be alone?
