How many bad dates do you have to go on before you find the love of your life? How many times do you have to purge before you can fit into that pair of pants for your friend's party on the weekend? How many? How much? How?
You keep on thinking it's going to come, but it doesn't. Then, you think it's going to come again, but it doesn't. Over and over. A repetitious and vicious cycle of ups and downs.
And, when it does come, it's short and rather anticlimactic. No fireworks. No cigarette.
Countless times I've come over the past several years. So many times that I have no juice left. Parched. Dehydrated. Powder. Dry.
It's exhausting.
Still, my fields get razed and rebuilt, time and time again, hoping that my time will come. There will be no waiting by the waves of gold, expecting a voice to whisper my destiny to me.
It's been 3 years since I was in a relationship. I've been in two short lived relationships. The first one chocked me to death, the second one used me as his 2nd hobby. But never was I jaded with love. And even now, being a poz, I keep on hoping that I'll find that someone. Or that someone to find me.
If not... then... oh well... Life continues right? :)
It's been 3 years since I was in a relationship. I've been in two short lived relationships. The first one chocked me to death, the second one used me as his 2nd hobby. But never was I jaded with love. And even now, being a poz, I keep on hoping that I'll find that someone. Or that someone to find me.
If not... then... oh well... Life continues right? :)
April 8, 2010 at 2:18 AM
My sentiments exactly! Hugs.
April 8, 2010 at 8:04 AM
Not everyone ends up paired off in love.
By the way, I think I know you.
"You've built a love,
But that love falls apart."
=)
Kane
April 8, 2010 at 7:40 PM
@kane....
of course you do! hehehe! but our common friend did not confirmed my identity to you.... so... confeeeeeeeermed na ha! :)