Confuse. Confuse. Confuse. Equivocation. They come in threes. Once, Twice, Thrice. Either they are here all at once or nothing at all. I totally hate that. Fate? Faith? Haiz... I know it is kinda impossible for you to love me but i am putting the reality at the back.
It is very hard for me now. I hate making decisions. I'm indecisive. Thousands of questions strike me when you asked, any of you asked. Do i really love you? Am i worth it to be with you? Am i suitable to be with you? AArrrgghh.... It is irritating! It is. I think, to make myself, my life and my mind easier, just dont be with anyone... Is that alright? Yarh.. Be single forever. No, not forever. I know i can have him one day. Perhaps.
"So are you really into me??..." Shit! I cant answer that question of yours. I'm numb! Speechless. I wanted to say yes but was afraid of the consequences. I've learnt. Think for just a second is so much worth than talking the whole night. Can you like give me time? Yes. I just need time. Time to find the perfect one.
"I really like you larh..." Okay... I know that you have repeated that quite a couple of times. Ouh, i should say Thank You. Sorry. Now is the matter of age and maturity level. Bad things come in threes. What is fair is foul, what is foul is fair. Sometimes they are good just like the most expensive crab. At times they are just as bad as a low quality crab. CRAB!
Reluctance.
dA'Ruth
in the state of reluctance
Monday, November 05, 2007