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31 October 2015
5.03PM
There is something there. Something about us. There's just something between us I cannot explain. It's a linger in the air that keeps tapping me on the shoulder. In all of my hopelessness I can't help but hope secretly that "someday" exists. But I'm slipping away and I'm holding on a tight rope I just don't want to let go. I know it's water down there and I can survive if I jump but I like the view up here and I can't swim.
I always thought that I was given a second chance and I wasted it. But now, I realised that no. I was never really given a second chance. We, were never really given a second chance. Because second chances are meant for when people become a better version of themselves and when they have finally matured up to be the best of who they can be, and then they try again, THAT is a second chance. If chances are given time and again so easily, is it still a second chance? No.
I am so regretful. Because I am the best of who I am now. I am so proud of who I am now and I love the way I am. And I have never felt this way before in the past. And this is the best time for me to love because if I was given a second chance and it did not work out, I would know for sure we were not right for each other. But now I'm left not knowing, just because time is always not on my side. Some things are really best not left unknown.
I guess I lied. When you said, "Maybe you've moved on," and I said, "I have."
I guess I lied. When you said, "Maybe you've moved on," and I said, "I have."
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it's done. It's that easy, and that hard.”