.,Its been a long while and I have not planned that I will have my come back this way...
I don't really get it when people say I've changed... a lot!... I guess I naively still don't know me.
It has been more than a month, and I always come to this point in time when I restart to realize that time is really just meant to fly. My best bud has arrived last 1st of February and now she's left... a bittersweet goodbye for me again I guess. I am not as hard as a rock or as stiff as a rod, nor as pliant as a bamboo but I know I have emotions inside of me and they just recur whenever I need them.
I don't really get it when people say I've changed... a lot!... I guess I naively still don't know me.
It has been more than a month, and I always come to this point in time when I restart to realize that time is really just meant to fly. My best bud has arrived last 1st of February and now she's left... a bittersweet goodbye for me again I guess. I am not as hard as a rock or as stiff as a rod, nor as pliant as a bamboo but I know I have emotions inside of me and they just recur whenever I need them.
I think I have not extracted the best out of it... Regrets, why do they always get in our way the last? I don't know... I don't really know. Now, I feel the missing part of it and I don't know how I can adjust to this new, sad, and quiet environment again in my room. I feel it, yes I am alone. Again. I will be leaving this box today and it will be alright outside... but I don't know what awaits me when I get back.
No one will bother me when I am studying, no one will hit me with a pillow as i sleep soundly, no one will ask me sweet little favors about computer shortcuts and how to's... No one will stay with me awake till the next morning, no one will join me as I eat alone at the dinner table, no one will ask me to accompany her with her whereabouts. I am crying. I can't help but cry. I was so insensitive then that I have not paid attention on those simple happy moments. I should have made no regrets.
I know she' leaving because of me and I don't know if she feels its just fair for her to do these things for me. I can just talk to nobody about how I feel now. I hardly utter words.
Addio mi ammica. Arrivederci! Buon viaggio! A presto!
No one will bother me when I am studying, no one will hit me with a pillow as i sleep soundly, no one will ask me sweet little favors about computer shortcuts and how to's... No one will stay with me awake till the next morning, no one will join me as I eat alone at the dinner table, no one will ask me to accompany her with her whereabouts. I am crying. I can't help but cry. I was so insensitive then that I have not paid attention on those simple happy moments. I should have made no regrets.
I know she' leaving because of me and I don't know if she feels its just fair for her to do these things for me. I can just talk to nobody about how I feel now. I hardly utter words.
Addio mi ammica. Arrivederci! Buon viaggio! A presto!
