Wednesday, January 05, 2011
People always tell me that I am one who holds on to far too many things, indulging in the little memories, far longer than it is for my own good. And I have always taken that with a pinch of salt, knowing that that is how I am, who I am.
But I guess like everything that has to come to an end someday, my energy to keep holding on and hoping will diminish and eventually disappear as well, and tonight seem to be the night. So good-night, and good-bye, my good memories for three wholesome months in 2005. You will live in my heart, but nothing more, no more hoping and wishing. Too many things have just turned my heart cold, and you had been one of them.
Tyrants In Distress;
1:26 AM