I was there when you were rushing your masters' paper. I didn't ask you to stay up all night with me.
I went to stay with you everyday because you didn't want to be alone. I didn't know you needed my gratitude.
I left my home to live with you. I didn't ask you to abandon your family.
I gave my all to be all you want me to be. I didn't ask you to change for me.
I love you in spite of myself. I didn't ask you to love me unconditionally.
I just want you to love me back with equal fervor. I didn't know I'm suppose to repay in kind.
I just want you to care like I do. I am not like you.
In a brutal world of people who don't know what they want, cynicism is my defense. Show me a man who means what he say, and I'll show you the fool who believed.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Life's Design
My tears are flowing while my disappointment overflows. What else can I do, since you're too tired to hear me rant, but to return to this pathetic shell I thought I'd never have to revisit again since we found each other.
Yes you have much to be tired about lately. New job. New expectations. New home. New friend.
New friend, who has taken hold of you attention, your energy, your fascination, you dependence.
Without warning, I am now left to deal with your absenteeism - no more wake-up texts, working-hour calls, or late-night deliberations about life's grand design, and all its uninvited responsibilities and frustrations . My shoulder, eyes and ears are no longer in demand.
Without hesitation, you seek solace and comfort in your new friend, transferring all your attention, your energy, your fascination, your dependence. Your whims and fancies, fears and logic are no longer my staple.
Without you, I am just an emotional wreck to you.
Without me, you are just as free and easy with your new friend.
Without a clue, I sit here pondering about the reasons for my life's design, with all its unfulfilled promises and unwelcomed callousness, as I watch your pursuit with reckless abandon for the reasons in your life's design, and all its uncharted potential and unforgiving distractions.
Yes you have much to be tired about lately. New job. New expectations. New home. New friend.
New friend, who has taken hold of you attention, your energy, your fascination, you dependence.
Without warning, I am now left to deal with your absenteeism - no more wake-up texts, working-hour calls, or late-night deliberations about life's grand design, and all its uninvited responsibilities and frustrations . My shoulder, eyes and ears are no longer in demand.
Without hesitation, you seek solace and comfort in your new friend, transferring all your attention, your energy, your fascination, your dependence. Your whims and fancies, fears and logic are no longer my staple.
Without you, I am just an emotional wreck to you.
Without me, you are just as free and easy with your new friend.
Without a clue, I sit here pondering about the reasons for my life's design, with all its unfulfilled promises and unwelcomed callousness, as I watch your pursuit with reckless abandon for the reasons in your life's design, and all its uncharted potential and unforgiving distractions.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Not So Special After All
Patience does not beget patience. Same goes with kindness.
Guess I was a fool again for believing. Guess I'm not so special after all.
Guess I was a fool again for believing. Guess I'm not so special after all.
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