why do people only appreciate things when they've long passed.
regretting only when its lost to them.
when the grains of love trickle through their fingers,
esp when they cant grasp what they used to call home to.

was reading an article written by janice tan (SPH),
it seem all so true why we only learn when we fall down,
when it all comes back and smack us squarely in the face.

the right person at the wrong time would eventually result in nothing but heartache.
both for the one who loves, and for the one who forgets.
once you realize that something true and good is lost,
all the memories and emotions would come flooding back.
what you've lost isnt simply something you can simply put a price tag on it,
instead, its something you cant qualify at all.


at this very moment,
all i can think of is simply how much i have wasted both in affection and love.
but not from you.
maybe its just me, for i'm too emotional bout things,
yet, its because i care. and i want to care.
but that portion of my heart is slowly dying.
and i've put down my stand for the last time.
why do i give you the chance to hurt me over and over again?
if only i could be stronger,
and rip off your hideous fakeness.
one that you hide under to cover your lies and deceit.


why is it that i have to hurt so much,
and all you can think of is how trival and petty i am,
to make something as simple,
as you falling for someone else,
into a mountain.
simply because,
i hurt.
i cry.
i die.

you said i've become hardened,
and maybe i have.
decadence and being free, wasnt that what you said i could be?
"to not hold on to you", those were the very words out of your mouth.
stop pulling me forward and back, backwards and fro.
i'm not that stupid little cupid still in love with you.

dont be so nice to me, cause i'm afraid i might fall again.
deeper this time round in all my foolishness.
dont tell me reasons,
cause i dont wish to hear your honey coated words.
all i want now is my friends and a peace of mind.
stop now.
stop.


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"why is it you left me for dead not too long ago,
and now your back,
suavily swooping in to claim your prize,
as and when you like?
does this mean not as much as it should to you?"