Tuesday, April 21, 2009

splitter - dream a little dream of a fool

its impossible for me to express in words how i feel right now. it's like I'm shooting myself in the foot, or deliberately falling into a trap.

it wasn't like i couldn't sleep the entire night, but i was dreaming of the craziest things. it was like an imaginary sequel to a series finale. it was hardly vivid, but the vagueness of it all is more than sufficient to make me feel a certain way. a certain nostalgic way, yet it sounded like doom from the start.

i believed that by opening the door again, i was able to rise above it all and turn a blind eye to the bad stuff and embrace the good stuff. Maybe it was a little too early on my part.

As the blackberry sit silently on the table as i speak, i find myself veering over a little too often for my comfort. To reply or not to reply?

the strangest part of it all, is that i still care.

then i realised it ain't that strange after all. i just being myself.
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moved along at 8:31 AM
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