Sunday, October 10, 2010

Me To You.


We hold pieces of it, of you& me, we hold them so tight that they eventually become pieces of ourselves that we learn to grow from but never away from. We hold onto them so tight that they eventually become the only pieces that can hold our shaky bones together. They become the only pieces that can keep these broken hearts of ours held together. Majority of the time, I keep things to myself. Not because I can’t trust anyone or even you, but because people nowadays just won’t understand me and sometimes, I don't even know what I want either. I dare not think much on how we'll be in the future at times, not that I didn't ever think of it, I do thought of it a few times, but because I'm afraid that the more I expect, the more disappointment I'll get. As we can't predict what may happen as time goes by. Let nature to take its course will do.

I know you have it hard sometimes.


Goodnight!