Someone told… me that I look so troubled when I sleep, as if the weight of the world is on my shoulders. My cheeks droop and I don’t look happy. Which is contrary to how I am when I’m awake – bubbly, cheerful, funny, happy.
And I think… its because when I’m awake I don’t really worry about a lot of problems, I take life as it comes. But when I sleep, I dream weird dreams and never have restful sleep. My mind is constantly working, going around in circles, pondering things in my subconscious. Perhaps that why I look so tense. More…
The words that comfort me and make me feel loved
From the lips that have touched mine
Is spoken to another person,
The exact same tone, exact same mood
The very same words
“You’re playing with fire. Don’t forget karma.” said Pam. Yes, I know, I know. But this is the path I chose to take, karma or no karma. I selfishly chose my own happiness – without regard of what or who gets burnt.
Technically, I have no right to terasa. Come on, its not like I didn’t expect it to happen. I knew that I’d have to face it sooner or later and not just once, but a few times at that. But then, how come I feel so…..
Worst part is, no matter how much we try to assure ourselves, I know this won’t have a happy ending. Sigh~
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