I thought it was just a figure of speech. Things i read from novels, hear from movies. Something you can’t actually feel.
I was wrong. Some things do cut you up inside like a knife.. don’t they? Yupp..i know that for sure now.
I’m so tired…..
I wish I could sleep. I’ve wished for it for so many years I’ve lost count. Everybody says that I’m lucky to not need the normal 12 hours sleeping time-span of the average homosapiens because then I’ll have all the time in the world to do all the things that they normally could’nt fit into the 12 hours period of sunlight.
News flash guys..u really don’t want to me like me. Not being able to sleep is probably the next worse thing that could happen to you after being hit by a truck head on and getting your brains blown out by a fall from the 9th floor of a building. Because that’s how painful your head, and your eyes get after only 2 hours of sleep per week. I’ve apparently gotten used to it after so long but the pain still bugs me although I’ve ceased to kinda let myself feel it. Pain is now simply an annoyance..a state of mind.
Being the hopeless romantic that I am, during intervals of such long periods of sleeplessness, I wrote something..actually this is from a while back, but its my favorite..and I’m feeling squeamish anyways.. so here goes..
For Aries..
I know that you’re hiding things,
Using gentle words to shelter me.
Your words were like a dream.
But dreams could never fool me,
Not that easily.
I acted so distant then,
Didn’t say goodbye before you left.
But I was listening,
You’ll fight your battles far from me,
Far too easily.
"Save your tears ’cause I’ll come back."
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door,
But still I swore
To hide the pain,
While I turned back the pages.
Shouting might have been the answer,
What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I’m not afraid to say what’s in my heart.
‘Cause a thousand words call out through the ages,
They’ll fly to you,
Even though I can’t see,
I know they’re reaching you,
Suspended on silver wings.
A thousand words,
One thousand embraces,
Will cradle you,
Making all of your weary days seem far away.
They’ll hold you forever.
One day I will sleep again..I believe it..I know it..but for now, I’ll just have to keep my eyes open.
Goodnite everyone..sweet dreams
^_^
After almost not getting the offer due to my own carelessness in applying and getting two offer letters and using the wrong one to register, I actually made it to the programme.
Hoping for the best but expecting absolutely nothing. I realized that at first, deep down I didn’t actually want to do this, because I was hoping to be with my other half, but because the groups, already configured to a T by the dean had already been decided, I decided I’d hack it through. Besides, my other half said that he’d always be with me honors or not..so I guess things are not so bad after all.
That’s life…
