Dear Sir,
I never meant to hurt you, and it is difficult for us to go on.
We want to be together, but I cannot.
How do you ignore your heart to follow your mind?
Society romances the power of love and the heart.
Yet, love is not enough.
If it was, your life would be different,
And my life would be different.
And we would be happy, together.
Soon your heart will heal,
And hopefully mine will too.
We never cheated, never lied to each other, did not end in anger.
Still, we burn and chafe in our situation.
I cannot blame you.
Never will I be able to look back and regret you.
Not like before.
You were not mistake; we were not a mistake.
So, Sir, I know you did not want to hear this.
You are stronger than I because you do not speak them.
These words will not stay within me,
And I wish I could hold them back.
Love,
Madame
Monday, May 29, 2006
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Anymore, I Feel Guilty
Do not want to fight for this anymore.
I do not know what to do anymore.
I hate this uncertainty.
Everytime I smile, I feel guilty.
When I talk about you, I feel guitly.
Keep being torn between my two worlds.
Nothing is changing anymore.
I do not want to fight for this anymore.
What do I do now?
Time is running out, I feel guilty.
Sick of making the decisions, I feel guilty.
The invitable is about to hit.
I do not know what to do anymore.
I hate this uncertainty.
Everytime I smile, I feel guilty.
When I talk about you, I feel guitly.
Keep being torn between my two worlds.
Nothing is changing anymore.
I do not want to fight for this anymore.
What do I do now?
Time is running out, I feel guilty.
Sick of making the decisions, I feel guilty.
The invitable is about to hit.
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