07 September 2010

How do you define love?

For me;
Love is universal.
You give it to your family, your friends, and others.

A Mere Infant, thirsty of attention.

I am a little baby now.


Ignorant and silly.


Looking for the warmth of its mother, and the protection of its father.


Looking for home,
where it can rest its soul,
and just wipe away tears of uncertainties.




Love,
Lina.

What Should I Do?

You accused me of something I did not do!


What did I say?
What did I write?


I have no idea what you are referring to.


Would you let me explain?
It might be some silly books, or some silly songs...


Is that what you really think of me?
After all these years?


Maybe you're better off without me..
And maybe I am better off without you...


But to know that that is how you see me?
It's paralysing.


It really is.


But what hurt most is that you didn't even give me the benefit of doubt.
You didn't ask.
You didn't let me explain.


And, is that how you see me?
You don't think highly  of me, I know.
You never appreciate my opinions, I can see that.


You approached me when you need to use me.
I can feel that you were using me.
I felt that, a lot.


And now I am trash?


It hurts, a lot.


Now, I just want to sleep, forget all this, and never wake up anymore.


As dramatic or exagerating as it sounds, that's how I really feel.




Lost,
Lina.

The troubling one; Love.

I am just the third party; looking from the outside.


It never happen to me before, not that I want it to, considering what has befallen onto others.


I might not like it.
I might not know how it feels like.
I might not want it.


And you might scoff upon me because of that.
Look down upon me because of that.
Ignore me, belittle me because of that.


Me, the ignorant one.
The stupid one.
The ugly one.
The one to be jeered upon.
The one to be mocked upon.


Is it my fault that I scoff upon it?
Is it my fault that I don't like it?


It hurts.
It is painful.
so now, what should I do?






Sad,
Lina.

I never expected this to happen.

Never.
I am so devastated, it's paralysing.
I want to close my eyes, and never have to wake up anymore.
It's just my weak self, just me.




unsure,
lina.