As usual, the fool in me played me out, like again. I've been believing in this all along.. since eons ago, and every breath and every word you say just hits me so. I guess its just me getting too into it. Sometimes you seem like you bother, and yet other times you're all caught up in your things. When I hear from you, do you know how glad I feel? Maybe you just cannot picture that grin that'd spread across my face.
I seldom let my thoughts wander.. or thats at least what I think I try to do. Gosh.. it seems almost like I'm in a state of denial. It's just that I don't want to allow myself to be optimistic 'bout things, yet you just make it this way. But the chances, the opportunities are like rare, almost one in a million. And when I even think that I got it right, it just goes down the drain like that.
Maybe it just goes to show that, maybe, I should remain pessimistic about this. This whole shit that I think I'm in 'cos of you.. It's not like you're to blame, but I feel theres much more that can be done. I just don't want to fool myself anymore, or simply allow the fool to creep up to me when I'm most unknowing and give me a rude shock.
I just want to be smart about this.
And in case you (yes you, the random blog reader who lands his cursor on this pathetic space) think that its some lovesick, cliche, emotional, complicated, scandalous entry of mine. You're wrong. (:
So maybe its just Boston that has set me thinking. Maybe its the chain of events - a tad too coincidental?
For now, I shall just return to Boston and be drugged by it. I think I already am anyway!
You don't know me,
You don't even care.
You don't know me,
You don't wear my chains.
