Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Now What?
The race has been decided. My heart is always faster than my mind, especially when it comes to matters of the heart, pardon the pun.
It takes someone older, wiser and whom I look to to really stir some sense in me, especially when I'm lost in euphoria.
Take it slow, just be friends, build on it. 3 people spoke at different times with the same intent. And it all makes sense. It can't go any wrong with 3 persons ya?
Just clearing my gmail junk and as I looked back at the old mails, though I didn't tear, yet the sadness, that tinge of bittersweetness, so similar to orange marmalade, is there. so distinct, so unmistakably clear.
Sometimes I wish I can turn back time. I really didn't want to hurt you.
It's too late for me to say all this ain't it?
It takes someone older, wiser and whom I look to to really stir some sense in me, especially when I'm lost in euphoria.
Take it slow, just be friends, build on it. 3 people spoke at different times with the same intent. And it all makes sense. It can't go any wrong with 3 persons ya?
Just clearing my gmail junk and as I looked back at the old mails, though I didn't tear, yet the sadness, that tinge of bittersweetness, so similar to orange marmalade, is there. so distinct, so unmistakably clear.
Sometimes I wish I can turn back time. I really didn't want to hurt you.
It's too late for me to say all this ain't it?
