Wednesday, February 11, 2009

 

it's over. words alone seem to suggest that things are still the same, but beneath the surface, you'll probably never trust me again. they say trust is a difficult thing to build. i doubt i will even have a chance to attempt rebuilding it.

it's sad because i messed it up. it's also sad because there were things that i couldnt choose. it's sad because i dun see why i can't make the cut. but it doesnt matter, since being sad about it wouldnt change a thing either. that perhaps everything had been predetermined, fairly or not.

when we were dealt our hand, no one really knew what it meant in the future. it's funny how that hand has so much control over us, it's almost scary.

and then when i said, life is worth fighting for, i didnt think that there were these sort of things that we cannot change. you've shown me a whole new dimension.

Zhengyu wrote at 2:55 AM.