freestylin

im freestylin away.
spendin money like nv before.
did my nails - look super bright.
divertin my attention frm somethin else.
sighs are plenty.
confusion lingers.
if we were still together, our tenth month this would be.
but how could i think on.
how could i dream on.
for one who hurt me in a way i hate.
i hate e way you hurt, not the way you left.
i figured if it wasnt u leavin me dis way, i would understand.
but at times i laugh at my foolishness and my incapability.
to make a guy love me with all his heart.
my ex-boyfriend.
a bastard.
left me for another girl.
with other reasons accompanyin.
but search yourself wasnt she the main?
den wotevr happen to maine?
shes gone.
gone with the wind u might say.
she found new happiness.
he seeked her.
and slowly, she leaves the sadness for a happy endin. (:
but yet again, how happy can happy be despite havin e feelins.
she feels like a liar.
she feels hypocritical.
but the mask must never b removed.
no matter wot..
cos for the last time when it was removed.
he smirked and fear her ugly face.
he just couldnt love her despite her flaws.
couldnt undergo all obstacles.
instillin fear in her.
she finds it hard to move on.
but she has, had and must.
no matter wot, cos hes not worth it.
nv was, nv should have been.
i thank God for showing me.
whos the one who can b thr.
not him. but clarence...
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. the swt melodious sound of love
-all found over again-

vic's mom let me into some good thought.
she told me.
it aint like hes leaving for another gal so she shouldnt b so sad.
haha.
ironic.
in my case, he did.
yawns*
but wot can i say?
if clarence dares do this, i'd b like a creature devoid of feelins.
actually, im halfway thr.
but he wont, cos he aint like e others.
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps..............