Until I found my life again, I drown. So save me now.

Do you have to let it linger?

What the hell. Whatever gave you the idea that he's my pinakamamahal. Tangina. That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard from you since you started saying hi to me. I really can't do anything about your insecurities anymore, really. Coz honestly, I've said and done everything in the book to try to convince you that you're beside me, in my arms... while he's up there on a pedestal, merely an admired icon.

Guys and their egos are tough rocks to break. Everyday I tell you I love you and everyday I try to be a better woman only for you and it seems the story of Cain and Abel again. I run a mile and you crawl an inch and, oh wth, all is lost. Futile efforts better thrown into the wind. When will this vicious cycle of love and loss end?!

I am just sooo tired. Most days I just want to climb up the roofdeck and give in to vertigo. But I don't wanna give up on you, on us, because I want to be different. I don't want to be like the other girls who left you faster than you can say "Don't leave me" when they met someone better. Only now do I realize that it's just me being selfish and not wanting to be just another girl in your past. And perhaps it's because I can see you do have potential to be who I want and need for the rest of my life.

You bore me. Your personality is bland as unripe tomatoes. Do we even have anything in common? Is there anything that you can offer for us to do that is new to me? We can't simply spend the rest of our lives making out, farting and listening to mainstream radio. Not me. I'm a boho at heart. I need to try something new once every while.

Some girls are just not meant to be tamed. Some are just meant to run free... until they find someone to run with. I'll forever hold your hand if you'll run with me. IF.

posted by Ketch Pablo @ 6:31 PM