this feeling i'm feeling

blog hopping & am so suprise to read a lovely blog. however i decide not to disclose whose blog is that lah. a blog about life, a blog bout what have been through, a blog of something that i *think* i felt the same way.

yes this blog is dated so long ago, and this person still keeps it. *jealous* somehow it makes me regret for removing and deleting all my previous blog post. it could have been a precious memory to myself. sigh. but what done is done. all my 2003 till 2006 memories are just mere memories & pictures.

DROWNING

I look at you and my anger  rages like an ocean,

A vast sea of wasted feeling,

And precious time,

Hurt  by the thing you say and do to me,

And the thing you don't think I hear,

Or you don't think I'll find out.

They always find their way back to me,

And the gaps and oceans,

Between us grow wider and vaster and deeper.

As words get between us until,

Neither of us know what to say,

And nothing is left to do but turn around,

And look the other way 

Telling lies,

To let the other one know who's not hurt  the most,

When really all it does is tear   me up inside.

My empty heart is screaming ,

Fighting against the currents,

Of love and hate, pulling away from each other,

Like the moon and the ocean,

As we grow farther apart.

I want to talk,

To try to work thing out and

Repair the rift that keep growing.

But words get in the way,

I get angrier  and more frustrated .

Last time we share our feeling, our story, our secret

Spend the time to know each other.

But and now refuse to allow,

Because one of us might let our guard down,

And say or do something that will make the other angry .

Now my feeling is hurt  and angry ,

I can't believe I get so hurt ,

But somehow I write this,

Not because I want to but because I have to for you and for myself.

The crack seems to heal itself for sometimes until it missing.

I just don't know when it will heal ---> by itself.

And I just need sometime to cool down.

We maybe can't be friend anymore.--->

currently listening to Lady Antebellum, can't take my eyes of you.