throughout life, people only get a single chance to meet one another… sometimes this single moment could be more important than life itself.iv’e had my chances meeting her. i just never took the chance to know her. maybe, i will never have that chance again. sometimes i wish…
to meet again… is merely based on luck.
it’s a full moon tonight. which reminds me…
no matter how beautiful, i just don’t have the means of capturing the moon.
ordinary cameras don’t work. you must at least have a 10x optical zoom.
at least 20,000 pesos.
what is stopping me?
it is not the fear of getting hurt or losing. i could be reckless with just a whim. and of all people, i am most frequently thought of as insensitive. what they don’t know is that i know more. it is just that i don’t show it. i hide pretty well. and why hide?
some say that i’m too deep. and most end up in surrender. nobody knows how deep. like i say to myself, they can keep on trying, no one is stopping them. i don’t need to. most likely they’ll fail. i cant even think of anyone who succeeded. just when they think they know me well, that’s when things start to change. again. if you really know me, just ignore the depth.
sometimes, i just know it. i would get this feeling i would see her that day. and it happens. gut feel. as far as i can remember, it always was that way with her. but i just can’t tell until when will i have this chance of seeing her. i wish i knew. but then again, what can i do, even if i did know.
in a few days, she will be gone. maybe, for a while, or maybe, never again to cross my path. the time and chances. yes, i remember. i will remember… and the sun will set for you… sometimes, goodbye’s the only way.
goodbye.
i never had the chance to greet you hello. most likely, i won’t have the chance to tell you goodbye. one thing i know, i will still see you one last time before you go, and that sweet smile of yours. in just a few days.
and the shadow of the day, will embrace the world in gray.
thanks, but no thanks to you, linkin park.
she is not the only one after all. she just happens to be the one right now.
in another segment of my brain:
come to think of it, i never mention about my sister. she knew me like a book. that’s one thing i miss about her. maybe some other time.
i’m sorry, ladies and gentlemen, for being so disorganized. but this is not for show.
i’m throwing out my frustrations and not calling them frustrations. and no, i am not suppressed. i have self-control, thank you. don’t you just like me!
yes, there is a side of me to like after all. i’m just not in the mood to show it. as i always see it, if you happen to like this side of me, despite its harshness, how much more if you see the good side. i tend to put my worst foot forward. if it works, so will will the other foot.
i’m tired. i’ll just wait.