Monday, August 31, 2015 @ 12:56 AM
The night of you crying in the car with me,
Became a moment that I can never forget.
These strange feelings of seeing your sadness flow...
Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Monday, August 31, 2015 @ 12:56 AM
The night of you crying in the car with me, Became a moment that I can never forget. These strange feelings of seeing your sadness flow... Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Monday, August 24, 2015 @ 11:06 PM
Seems like things are just straying off in the wrong way nowadays. I think I need to fix my thoughts up and steer it clear now. If she is not for me, then I shall not let her be one who haunts me. And I must get rid of this facade to move on. I thought I am strong, but I am nothing but just a weakling, trying to alter fate in the hard way. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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@ 1:10 AM
I tried to search for reasons to keep you, desperately. But I only ended up with even more to leave you. This trial had gotten far too painful to be one. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015 @ 7:32 PM
Such an eventful month, And there it comes with a nice migraine. Excellently done. Shit happens in piles, never in singular. Fatigue catching up again. Will my mind withstand these impacts, or will it again, crumble into ruins? Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Monday, August 17, 2015 @ 1:14 AM
I am so close in making the mistake of pulling someone in. And even for now, I am still dangerously misleading her. I'm in luck that there is something that is restraining her, for now. But how long will this restrain hold? I do not know. At least I know that, even if it's just a little bit, she felt my pain. The right time, the wrong person, the strange settings and lastly, her tears. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Friday, August 14, 2015 @ 1:05 AM
Was flipping through the old pictures, and I found it: A screenshot of her reminding me that she still can't commit to us yet, because of the distance, And also because of closeness. I'm pretty sure that it's a signal. A signal that it's over. Such irony for fate to arrange everything and lead me to an ending that I wished would never come true. And it is, indeed, an end. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Wednesday, August 12, 2015 @ 11:22 PM
I am just being delusional about being someone in her heart. Perhaps I am just someone, but never the irreplaceable one. It's all coming down to when will I face this craggy reality, And that, will be the day which I will be again, enfeebled. Entangled with you is never a mistake. It is mine, that I had failed to win you over from the bottom of your heart. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Saturday, August 08, 2015 @ 9:50 PM
I wonder how long had it been since I started wanting to hug something to sleep. Or should I say.... "someone"? Every single moment from you gifted to me, I treasured it like never did. But realizing that I am nothing but a friend who dotes on you, It's just too much for me. Way too much. Deep down inside, I wished for just that warmth from you, But now, it became desperation. Crumbling faith, eroded slowly by disappointments. Again, and again. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Thursday, August 06, 2015 @ 11:24 PM
The perseverance had been burnt out, I am already losing sight of the future that I once desired. I don't know if it's too late, But it's all up to you now. I have no longer the faith to stay as how I once could. No more faith in my heart, as all were cindered to ashes. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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@ 1:50 PM
Perhaps that very day 2 years ago, had I decided to take you for myself, it will never be in such pathetic situation. And now, I'm just plain torn. Torn by these uncontrollable thoughts, raging through my restless mind. I cried the same name, over and over again... only to realize, it fell on deafed ears. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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Tuesday, August 04, 2015 @ 4:11 AM
So I got a confession. I guessed as much, but I didn't think that she'd get that close. Now I'm torn. Fate pulled me away when I am holding onto something, tearing what is left of me and mocking me once again for my foolishness. Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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