the spider

I saw a spider and I was so scared it would bite me, so I ran. But then I went back because I knew it was there, so still, in my bedroom wall and it would be there or even worse hiding somewhere by the time I went to bed. I threw a couple of shoes at it with no luck so I took a deep breath and crushed it. I killed a spider, it will no longer run around or hide or find new places. I killed a spider and I felt bad. I had to say  "I'm sorry" outloud to feel a little better.  To think there are so many persons who do horrible stuff, don't they feel their hearts clenching? Don't they get any remorse?

rest assured

I know the look in my eyes and my voice breaking doesn't help in convincing you I'm alright. But rest assured, you didn't break me. I trully am fine... most of the time.

heartache

"But the crowds run along not noticing him or his heartache...Vast, boundless heartache. If Iona's breast burst and the heartache poured out, it seems it would flood the entire world- but nevertheless people do not see it."

- Anton Chekhov

pretend i love you

We’ve always been make believe.
I lie to you and you lie to me.
We break up and make up, just to be.
Can’t carry on with an imaginary love.

I pretend I love you and you pretend to care.
I pretend I miss you and you pretend to get hurt.
Now let’s recognize this is the end,
and we’ll both be on our ways.

keep it simple

Keep it simple, I told myself. Something else would be trouble. So, simple it was. Who am I kidding?

In the end, simple always gets complicated.

it's about choices

It's about choices. We choose schools, what to do, what to eat or what road to take. We choose to love or hate. We choose to fight or stray. Everyday, every hour, every minute we define our lives. Is it the right choice? Who knows? We'll just have to wait and see.

let it go. let it be.

Let go.
Let it go.
Let the pain go.
Let the pain flow.
Let the pain fade off.
Let the pain fade off of you.

Let the sun give you warmth.
Let the sun calm you down.
Let the sun rise and shine.
Let the sun be bright.
Let it be.
Let it.

emergency contact

You don't want me all the time. Just when you need me. Just when your heart gets crushed and there's no ambulance around. You dial my number in hopes of a last minute intervention to get your heart going. Oh, but not this time sir, you won't hear a loving voice, you won't hear those words that always made you feel better. This time I refuse to be your emergency contact number, I am more than just a nurse for your broken heart.