Thursday, December 07, 2006

From yesterdays.

There is something about the rains that takes mist and the mustiness and turns into nostalgia.
Looking inwards trying to search for answers for tomorrow, stumbled upon scars from yesterday.
Since it isn't raw anymore, scratching the surface never hurts, but the itch has to be pandered to and hence this.

what makes it so easy? 12-06-06

what makes it so easy for you to give me up, is it because i was never yours, nor you mine, not in the true sense of the word, because you always held back...?
what makes it so easy for you to fall for someone else, and not hold back there?
what makes it so easy for you to just walk away, and not look back even once?
why is it that you cannot see that i want it too, the attention, the importance and all that you can just shower on anyone who offers the slightest response?

is all that you gave me worth just that?
a murmur is all it took to take away all those hours of loud voiced arguments and merry noises from me...so then what was it worth, all that happened?
so is it this, the underlying statement of worthlessness that you perpetuated all the time under the pretence of everything in life, thats the sum all of it?

how could you just wake one day and pine for another and throw me away?

1- you can look over me at the slightest chance
2- you can pretend to care just for the heck of it

gosh there's worse, the fact that i still care, and will fall for this yet another time, then who is it that i hate more, you for the myth and pretence, or me for the weakness...

if this aint enough, i actually had the audacity to ask another just to have my face rubbed in the mud, and with it all of me sunk in as well...and i still am yearning...believing that the effort it took him to rub me in matters, and he cares..am i stupid?

isnt it evident that all of you chose to walk away from me, because i asked for more a lot more than i can ever deserve, because i cannot ask aloud and because i wont unless you give it to me first...

for damnation, biasments and all those i lost, because i wanted you to make the call...

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