I will regret and feel sorry for myself if I don’t write this down. If I don’t trap the truth in black and white.Because you need to know this.

Your silence is killing me softly.

You think I could move on.

But while you’re still here?

You know me better than that.

I’m not that honest after all. I partially lied. Out of context.

I lied that I can move on. I lied that I can almost hate you, because I’m on the verge of falling for you and you’re doing this to me.

Still doing this to me. Disappearing. When I need you. When you’re actually still here.

Just not with me. Anymore.

I wonder if the truth is, I can’t hate you. Because my intuition tells me that, I’m about to do exactly what you want: To hate you.

Just because you want to protect me? From myself?

Or perhaps, you’re trying to protect yourself from me. Because if you weren’t deeply affected, as much as I am or more, you wouldn’t do this to me at all.

After all I’ve painfully, honestly told you.
I think, we might have fallen. Only that Ego’s telling us to shut up about it.

September’s 3 weeks away. I’m still waiting for you to take me to Genting.

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Lois: (Anguished) You’ve ever met someone, and it’s almost like, you know, from a totally different world, but you just share such a strong connection that you’re maybe destined to be with each other? Then he just takes off without ever explaining why or even saying goodbye?

Clark: (Stunned)

Lois: Sounds cheesy, I know.

Clark: …Ah, well, maybe, it was hard to say goodbye because he had to go, and he wanted to say goodbye, but maybe it’s too difficult for him.

Lois: (Surprised) Difficult? What’s so difficult about it? Goodbye! It’s easy. What’s so hard about saying goodbye?

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I didn’t lie about one thing: I can move on when you’re gone. But only if you’d talk to me beforehand. Say goodbye. With every ounce of passion you once showed me.

Even with the simple touch of your hand.

Care for me, for once, like you said you would. Action speaks louder than words.
I don’t want to assume anymore.

Please.

Found this quiz in my favourite Jedi’s old blog and had decided to test my awesomeness.

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Moral of the Story:

1) Always leave some room for improvement.

2) You don’t have to read a lot to be a child prodigy like me. O

Previously, the world will die if I don’t send my bank account number to this retard.

And now, apparently I’ve won “150,000.00 Euro”.

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