Monday, February 04, 2008
no
came across the three pieces today while unpacking.
thought of my responsibility to return them.
but i realised i never will
because i never want to be connected to them again.
and if i'm not connected to them,
i'm not connected to what i want.
the life i lived.
the life i enjoyed and the life i took by storm.
the life i really lived.
and now i won't be able to go back to it because of a stupid mistake.
okay maybe it wasn't a mistake,
but it sure wasn't the right thing to do.
i just don't have the cheek to face you again,
and i'm not taking any chances.
so i guess, it's goodbye.
to that life, always.
until maybe when i'm 30?
this it what you get for being high-profile.
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the last straw.. wasn't because you loved me too much.
it was because of your misplaced trust (that wasn't in me, wherever it was)
and though i don't have to bother reflecting,
i will because it's who i am.
and boy, am i tired of being me.
thought of my responsibility to return them.
but i realised i never will
because i never want to be connected to them again.
and if i'm not connected to them,
i'm not connected to what i want.
the life i lived.
the life i enjoyed and the life i took by storm.
the life i really lived.
and now i won't be able to go back to it because of a stupid mistake.
okay maybe it wasn't a mistake,
but it sure wasn't the right thing to do.
i just don't have the cheek to face you again,
and i'm not taking any chances.
so i guess, it's goodbye.
to that life, always.
until maybe when i'm 30?
this it what you get for being high-profile.
---------------
the last straw.. wasn't because you loved me too much.
it was because of your misplaced trust (that wasn't in me, wherever it was)
and though i don't have to bother reflecting,
i will because it's who i am.
and boy, am i tired of being me.
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Dear Brenda, I hope this helps:
A Prayer for Peace, Growth, and Recovery:
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred... let me sow love.
Where there is injury... pardon.
Where there is doubt... faith.
Where there is despair... hope.
Where there is darkness... light.
Where there is sadness... joy.
Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled... as to console.
To be understood... as to understand.
To be loved... as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
~ St. Francis of Assissi.
Stay cheerful! :)
Always with you,
Mr. Smelly Toufu
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A Prayer for Peace, Growth, and Recovery:
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred... let me sow love.
Where there is injury... pardon.
Where there is doubt... faith.
Where there is despair... hope.
Where there is darkness... light.
Where there is sadness... joy.
Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled... as to console.
To be understood... as to understand.
To be loved... as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
~ St. Francis of Assissi.
Stay cheerful! :)
Always with you,
Mr. Smelly Toufu
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