Who am I? As far as I thought we are concern, we are lovers and I am her lover. Her one and only as she is mine. As far as the others are concern I am just a bloody nobody. Hell, i dont even fucking exist. They do not know who I am thus I am ignorable. An ignorable nobody. Why do I need to show any sign of concern in regard to those whom I do not know or of no business knowing in the first place? The same rule applies to them I think, hell it applies to almost every fucking body, through out the whole bloody world for god sake. They dont have any business wanting to know who her lover is. I am there but I am not there all in the same time thus it is far safer to choose not to see me, to set me aside or to put me behind a thick brick wall if they must, so that they can give her their best shot.
Hey, we didnt know that she's with you, they might say, as far as we are concern she seems to be in a whole lotta mess and she, to us, appeared to be in dire need of us and it just happened that we were there for her, they might launch their assaults with their fullest gallop. And since we were all in it, they might continue, we might as well give it a shot, because in our minds we can sure do a hell better job than you. Hell, you didnt even exist to us, we dont even wanna know how did you do. She had said nothing when we approached her with our undeniable understandings, loving embraces and heart warming poetries, thus we thought, inevitably they might add, she didnt mind.
Who am I? How should I react? How should I feel? What do i need to do? Maybe she chose not to mind but I do. I do mind. But who am I to mind when she chose not to?
Hey, we didnt know that she's with you, they might say, as far as we are concern she seems to be in a whole lotta mess and she, to us, appeared to be in dire need of us and it just happened that we were there for her, they might launch their assaults with their fullest gallop. And since we were all in it, they might continue, we might as well give it a shot, because in our minds we can sure do a hell better job than you. Hell, you didnt even exist to us, we dont even wanna know how did you do. She had said nothing when we approached her with our undeniable understandings, loving embraces and heart warming poetries, thus we thought, inevitably they might add, she didnt mind.
Who am I? How should I react? How should I feel? What do i need to do? Maybe she chose not to mind but I do. I do mind. But who am I to mind when she chose not to?
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