Thursday, November 11, 2010

Good girls go to heaven (Bad girls go everywhere)

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When I first saw the phrase, it hit me hard. 85% of my guts told me that, that is what you missed. And perhaps when you start to miss something, you might intend to want to go back there.
Why?
A few questions as we speak, how are guys actually with honesty? Does this happen because you are feeling insecure toward your emancipation from your young  and wilder years? Do they really have a heart? If this was a fantasy, how long would they want to live in there? Or is that in this life, compromise in everything is mandatory, not only in a relationship. Just so you don’t know, this is a scary thought.
During your time, you may have done things that you never told me. Perhaps you didn’t want to jeopradize my feelings or the person you know me as. As far as I’m dying to know about what you’ve known throughout your life, I stay respected of your boundaries.
You may like what you like. But whatever you decide, I’m still me. And I’m not going to change myself.
 I wish I knew what goes on your head. I’m neither psychic to know what it means, nor do I want any pity from being naive toward certain things. But I do know that, I have feelings.
To accept someone for who you are, is the simplest yet the hardest thing to do. But if the infatuation in you is being overshadowed by the reality that one knows what one needs, let me know. So I don’t have to waste your time. And you don’t have to hurt me even more. For what’s worth, I thank you.

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