For you, For you, I bleed myself dry.
Sunday, 27 May 2007
Ahhhh, morning! It's 12noon now. I woke up about an hour ago! =x
Cut me some slack, will you? xp I slept at 4am last night.
I'm going out to some fishy exhibit with Hui Ning & Pei En later.
Well, the title's an adaptation of Coldplay's Yellow.
For you, For you, I bleed myself dry.
I did once for you and that once was enough.
It just hits you strangely in awkwards places suddenly sometimes.
I'm of course speaking in reference to people who were once realllly close and deep set in my heart ie the You in that Title.
It took so long, so hard and such a tumultous painful period to totally expunge the traces of what I once felt for
that boy.
Yes,
that boy in MrMarkTan's GP class who took Fmaths.
that boy that made Mr Tan declare I had bad taste.
Yes, he's happily with someone else now.
I've recently turned off the anoymous viewing profile on my Friendster & you'd never believe who you'd see viewing your page.
It just caught me aback.
It was
that boy.
It just hits you when you least expect it to.
It's not that it's important or significant in that kind way of way anymore.
You're not supposed to care anymore, not the least bit.
It's just that really odd sensation to suddenly think about him anymore when the messy past has been obliterated into the oblivion in my own head.
It's not significant to the bullet ridden heart, right?
Of course not, that's ridiculous.
Then what's this queer hesistant angsy state about, now?
3:19 am
