I've been given so much time alone lately... I get to think...
What if ...? What about ...? Can I make it ...? What will happen if ...? How can it be better ...?
Then it hit me that whatever I'm going throught right now doesn't benefit me so much anymore. I know it's very selfish for me to say that, but aren't we all a bunch of selfish cow? We do 'things' because we are getting something out of it. It can be the money, the returns, satisfactions or simply because we love doing it.
Take investment for example. We invest to with the hope to earn, to benefit. Do you still event after knowing that you are going to loose? No. That's bad investment. Invest to loose? You have too much of money or what? You idiot!
Then it hit me again, that I'm the bitch who's investing to loose. I'm investing my time and feelings into SOME:ONE who will leave me, for SOME:JB, SOMEDAY, VERY SOON.
I know the fact that if I were to be a lil smarter, I will invest in SOME:TWO, Who is goin to worth my time...
SOME:TWO can take care of me, in the future...
SOME:TWO I can depend on, SOME:TWO who been waiting, all this while, SOME:TWO who have not given up on me, Not yet... and I hope, never will...
That SOME:TWO I promised to meet, In 2 years time... The dateline will expire soon... We are suppose to meet June next year... A period of time, I've given chances tomyself, To explore posibilities... Living without him... Before I settled down.
Secretly, I hope, things will work out for both of us... Because I'm really tired of bumping around... My time is running out fast.
We'll meet up soon, Then we will be together... Forever.
So, WAIT for ME, and I'll be YOURS...
Thank you for loving me, I WILL love you too... YOUR TURN WILL COME... SOON enough.
It doesn't matter what happens, I am myself. It doesn't matter if he is not happy, I am myself. It doesn't matter... Because it never does matter... ANYMORE.
Time passed and as I take another breath, I wonder, if every breath I take worth taking. Should I inhale much deeper? Or should I just take little short breath? The question is, does it matter? Does it really matter if I were to take a deep breath?
I dont' know...
The only difference I know is the day I stop breathing, I find peace. Something I need, desperately.
Naughty but nice. 27 years old woman. Currently waiting for my prince charming. Sexy. Love satin, lacy stuffs. Love dancing. Can't live without my family & Tong, my biatch.
Loving my life!