La Lalala Lala.. :)

She’s standing near the edge of a cliff, taking in the beauty of everything around her. And she knows she has to go, because she’s just moments away from falling; with one wrong move, she might end up tumbling over the edge.

Yet, she can’t turn her back on the magnificent view. Something is stopping her from leaving. It’s the slightest possibility that she might not end up falling after all.

For she could see herself flying, with outstretched arms over the mountains and hearts falling from the sky. Butterflies would be chasing after her. And everything would smell of flowers, red sweet-scented flowers. Oh, the view from the air must be divinely beautiful.

So she turns to face the one holding her hand, and tells her that she loves her. And as she takes the leap, she closes her eyes, and hopes against hope that she would want to fly along with her. :)

Vicious Cycle.

It’s over and you know it. Nothing that you say or do could ever change the fact that she no longer wants to be with you. Yet, your world continues to revolve around her. You live for those fleeting moments when she suddenly comes back and everything returns to the way they used to be; and regardless of how she makes you feel afterward, you are undoubtedly hopelessly, shamelessly, desperately in love with her, and nothing else matters.

It’s not like you haven’t made an effort to stay away from her. God knows you’ve been struggling to forget her, but hard as you try, there’s just no way you could ever live your life without her.

Even if you know that she’s only after you whenever it’s convenient and your feelings for her will never be reciprocated in the same way that you give it, you’re too blinded by your love for her to care. That’s why you just settle for whatever it is that she’s willing to give and pretend that you’re contented with the way that things are between you.

All you really want is to be appreciated and cared for, and at this point, it’s the most you can hope for.

You’ve learned to keep all the worries, hurt, and sadness that are whirling inside you hidden on the farthest corner of your heart just so that they could momentarily vanish while you’re with her. There’s nothing you’re supposed to feel but bliss when you’re around her. Yet, as soon as you part ways, the realization that you are alone and always have been hits you.

Then you ball yourself up, and cry your heart dry.