This won't be like any of my usual post/entries . . .
I've been re-reading poems I've written the other day at my multiply account, my emotions are all up in the air as to what I'm feeling at the moment.
I'm not really used to being mad or be angry at someone. Pde ako magtaray or magsungit but I rarely get angry.
And for the past few days, I was upset/disappointed.. and my silence to the matter has led to this awkward state of which I'm aware will happen eventually.
And it did. Tonight.
Two long time friends. In the same old car with the same seating but not talking.
I'm trying not to sound awkward but I feel different, and there she was unable to find the words to say something too.
It's like not knowing when to hit a joke, what to say next or do I have to ask this. As my head were all cluttered with lines to say. Its seems like I'm staggering to do so.
I got home, with these things to say. I don't know why I'm getting near to tears (as I write these lines) when I usually don't cry in an instant. Maybe its the looking back at those simple reflections of the past friendly memories that sets me this way.
I still hold on to them dearly without ever changing a thing. I just don't want to sit around and say I wish I could have done things differently. So before its too late, let fate guide what should and what should not be.
