This is so much harder. Sometimes... most of the times... this becomes such a big disturbance to me. Such a very big one...
So I decided to confess this.
A confession that might kill me, very soon.
Am in love. To whom?
I don't know. How come?
I don't know. Are you serious then?
Again, I don't know. Am not so sure. Then, what are you trying to confess?
I was about to say... What?
Am playing with big fire.
If I were to cross the fire, will I get escaped?
If I stay in, will I survive?
I've made my steps, forwarding the time scale.
Yet, all I keep on thinking...
Again?????
How could I let myself be in this fire? You've made the choice.
Is this fire really dangerous to me? Somehow, it is.
Can I escape? Not so sure.
Can I just forget it? After everything?
Heart never count the stories of danger.
It only counts the selfishness of ourselves.
Once you did it, you have no time to regret it.
OMG?!
You get what am I saying?
No! Only you, yourself will solve this puzzle you've already step in.
Then, you'll just leave me alone?
Nobody will. Everyone will be surrounded you.
Only, some will be on the right, some other will be the opposed.
All I should say to you,,.... GOOD LUCK!
Friday, December 26, 2008
Confession
Room Painter e y r a . t a j u d d i n @ 6:51 PM
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1 Paint Spots:
ha!...aiyork!
confess yg anda skang ne "berchenta"..
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