Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Heartfelt.

Her distance did not stop her from loving him.

He, grew deeper into a worrying state...

What if her heart strays again?

He, trying his best to reestablish and remake what was lost.
And in hopes to tie their hands for eternity.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

And again...

And again, their hearts connected.

Their smiles were one again.

A miracle for him, and a reassurance for her.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Nervousness.

A week has passed since then.

His heart raced with time; his nervousness increased, as her heart was more susceptible to others.
Others who may lit her spark again...
But he has no control over her now...so he thinks.

Only by being beside her, was his only choice at this moment.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

What have we done wrong...?

Her heart was more fragile than he thought...
Wondering if he did took care of her well...
If her feelings were what he thought of before.
His selfishness and childishness brought the demise.

Determined to bring her back...
An irreplaceable person, she was.
As she was the most meaningful thing that ever was in his life.

Friday, August 10, 2012

Bleached.

Just as he was overjoyed that his idiotic roommate leaving her nasty and disgusting attitude off the premises, she decided to stay just a bit longer, and at this time of writing, the big chested African lady still able to ruin everyone's lives by hosting another dirty party.

And this morning, M and the cleaning lady just cleaned and bleached the kitchen...only to be ransacked by the idiot right now. Her rants of her losing items was due to her inability to sort her items in the living room, looking like rubbish and not organised.

Serves her right.

The music blasted through his door, 10 times the volume than her previous parties.

And now, M rests his hopes on his noise cancelling earphones...and the comfort of his new game, Mechwarrior Online.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Follow my lead.

Sometimes he wishes that she had followed his lead, his words, his advices...at least to some extent.

Maybe he was selfish, maybe he was too greedy.
But he wants to have at least a standard for her, rather than a messy concussion of uncertain choices and untold emotions.
Wanting her to at least give some recognition, some thought to what he's trying to achieve for her.
Making her more radiant, more brighter than she could ever think of...but seemingly rejected.

Somehow, from here...his heart started aching blindly yet again.
Another attempt of finding itself out of a clear word of disappointment.
And he wondered why, as he stared blankly into an empty void.