sometimes i wonder if what i is see is a lie or reality. everytime i cross this path i stop and ask myself and each time i deny the truth and push it aside. everyday i ask myself that same question and everyday i give myself an answer that i wanna hear so that i dont have to face the truth of reality. each time i see what i'm not suppose to see or rather know, a little piece of m breaks and drops to the ground. i try to pick up the broken pieces but theres no where to put them cos they start to fill up my whole hand and slowly one by one they start to give me little cuts.

somehow i already know the truth but i dont understand why i keep denying it and turning my back away. is i because i know how painful it is to lose you again and again or is it because i'm just too blinded by love? i feel i'm no different from a room of yours. when you need comfort, you go to it and when you dont need it, its just there for show in a way i'm just a comfort zone. over these few months, you've said alot of things and i dont know if i should or should not believe them cos some of those words are rather big. for now all i can do is let time pass me by and to just wait and see if you live up to your every word.


- it felt like a little heart break.