I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
i hate being abandoned.
but wait.im isolating myself.
nobody really cares.im just a lil' nobody.
i dont want to remember anything.
july 23.6 pm.bugis cinema.
player.flirt.cheater.
& you're the guy i fell hard for.
who appeared when i fell.like my guardian angel.
but it was all a game of yours ;
you're a pro.
making the right moves at the right times
turning the tables in the totally opp way,just to fit your means.
it had always been about you,YOU.
you never stood in my place,and stop to think for me,even for a moment.
you want to leave ; you'll just leave.
you want to play ; my,the harsh big game you play
that makes me follow blindly.stupidly.
then.
you leave me hanging there.
waiting...stupidly believing.
that impossible guy.
i never knew.that it still hurt.until i know.
so sometimes.i guess ignorance is really bliss.
i want to forget.to hate.to give up.to just turn and walk away..
i've fallen.i've lost control.im nothing,just completely empty.
get the meaning.
you ripped my heart out and left me there to bleed *
leave me alone.
unforgivable sinner.
im highly,highly dangerous.
为你弹奏肖邦的夜曲,
纪念我死去的爱情 ,
跟夜风一样的声音,
心碎的很好听 .
手在键盘敲钢琴,
我给的思念很小心,
对你心跳的感应 ,
还是如此温热亲近 .
失去你 ,
泪水混浊不清.
失去你 ,
我连笑容都有阴影 .
你不用在意 ,
流泪也只是刚好而已 .
再说我爱你 可能雨也不会停 ...
&I thought...Nevermind.