"What happens to me when you must go?" means I'm not worth taking a risk for or is it a way for you to show that you care for yourself above all? Who am I kidding? I do well know how practicality outweighs all feelings and regard that fall below the love I sadly still can't forego. |
Showing posts with label sentosa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sentosa. Show all posts
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
Pragmatism
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
Drought
This downtrodden heart has drowned my emotions in a sea of unshed tears. Eyes like a desert sky burning but now too dry to form rain clouds and cry. Cracked and untilled, this soil yields neither crop nor oil barren, a waste of toil. | ![]() |
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