Every break up has a story behind it.
Every ending has a new beginning.
Every heart break has an explanation to it.
It hurts too. But I'm no one to complain.

Nothing was done intentionally, to hurt, to break.
It's the little things that was never complete.
Take care, my friend.

I've found some place new to resort my pain in.
And it all comes running back to me.


Deep and Meaningless - Rooster

I miss you. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I wake thinking of you. Thinking how we used to spend our time on the phone, talking about nothing. Sometimes I dream of getting back into the arms of my man, one that I feel so secured with. At times I tear because I've lost you. I love yous are all I hear. Just not anymore, was it mine, or was it yours. To see you hurt and down, yet never laid a drip of tear, shows how much of pain you're in. Encountering pain isn't easy. I wish I could help. I wish I went easier on you, but I was in pain. You, by far still a person whom I trust. At times, when im down and gloomy, the only person I could think of, is you. I know you'd be there to help me through. I miss you boy, I really do. Now, I stand alone in the picture. There's no us, only you.

You know how you listen to both sides of the story yet it still contradicts. You'd never know who's lying. I guess life's like that. Everyone lies, everyone cheats, everyone hurts. Knowing a friend is involved hurt more, but at the end of the day, all you need is time. To eliminate the bad and see the good. So many 'I love yous' with no cryptic message. So many tears, so many lies. He said 'Why bother? You loved him, you did it all. Don't regret though months have been wasted. Move on, my friend' It's been a rough week.

I wanna go swimming.

Just as long as they understand, nothing matters anymore.

Everyone talks bad about everyone. No ones perfect anyway. But there are people who bad mouth's about you yet does not know how to hide it. I mean, its obvious. But I don't need to know. You can say all you want, not like its ever gonna affect me. But look at it this way, if you're talking bad about someone, do it in an appropriate time. I'm not blind you see. You're just making yourself look bad, because I saw everything. Someday you'll know...

It's like you're trying to portray something. Trying to tell the world how happy and complete you are. Pretend. You know when it you want something yet you can't have it. But you feel so bad inside, because you know you've done something bad. You hurt. You've uttered painful words. Its irreversible. You can't take back what you've done, what you've said. You're confused, you are! Feeling nostalgic. You're a bad person, bad bad person. But what can you do about it? You miss him, you only wish you could erase your mistakes. Tonight, I teared.

"Pull yourself together!"

Most of the time you don't know what you really want. You keep thinking its something you need, something that could keep you going. But what you don't know about is, you are strong alone.

"He can't hurt you, if you don't let him."

He came in too deep, too close, that he manage to break everything of you. No, he's not gonna pay for what he's done. There's so many questions I'd like to ask. I'd like to know of. So many answers I'm looking for, yet no where to be found. Flashbacks, they bring memories of olds. Some made you tear, some made you smile. I'm at the edge of breaking down. Everythings imperfect, everythings fallen apart.

"I don't want you, but that doesn't mean I want you to want anyone else."

Move on, they say. Though easy said than done. I'd risk it all. I have so much to say, so much to express, so much to tell. But tonight, I'm too tired. I'm tired of tears, I'm tired of feeling all alone. This problem, I brought it to myself. Whatever happens, you are responsible for it yourself. I'm paying my debts, to those I owe. But I believe, someday.. someday I'd find happiness of my own, and show the world what I'm capable of. Because for now, I'm nothing, I'm shattered into pieces. Don't worry bout me, I'd slowly pick them up myself, and put them back together.



"If he's stupid enough to walk away, be smart enough to let him go"

Let them alone, let him alone. Fix yourself, I say. Look at yourself, you're all over the place, you have nothing. So stop drowning on your own self pity and get yourself together.

"Because sometimes, forgetting is easier on heart"

Goodnight!

To him, everything was worth it.
Because he had her in his heart all the while.
He knew it'd last.
He knew what he wanted.
There were no regrets.
But it was her, who couldn't forgive him.
His infidelities, his lies.
All she wanted was sincerity.
Even having someone else standing beside him, she was all his heart holds.
Never once she'd left.
If only she took the time to put the pieces back together.
But its already too late. There's no turning back.
Because God had took him away.
Away from us, to a better place.


It's already been a year. I miss you boy!

Because I returned something, he didn't want it anymore.
Because she didn't returned any, he continued fighting for.
Funny how even a friend could tell.

This is to you, the one who broke my heart. The one who gave me hopes of finding happiness. Thank you, thank you for breaking me. Thank you, but its already too late.