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this girl i met
Thursday, June 20, 2013 • 1:34 AM • 0 comments I met a girl today.sometimes it's just so hard to hold on to something. it's not water flowing through your fingers, that, you would have figured out, was never something you could hold on to, but you'll never forget that feeling of crystal cool water running through your fingers. it's not necklace dangling down your fingers, that, you would have realised, may have parts of the chain out of your hand and between your fingers, but you can feel it, grab it, hold on to it forever. Yet this, this is like coarse sand, it's the kind of sand sieving through the gaps between my fingers. not too quickly, not too slowly, but it is just disappearing, and it may hurt you as the sand rubs against the delicate skin, and you enjoy the tactile feel to it, you can feel it, grab it and hold some of it in your hand, but the harder you try to hold it, the more sand is forced out through the gaps, the more hurt is felt. but the more you let go, the more sand rolls off your palm, the more regret is left. until a few specks are left as a reminiscence of what once belonged to you. it was bittersweet and we wept, and just like that, she stood barenaked, infront of me. just a side note: as much as i'm glad to know my thoughts are read, i'd prefer they remain as thoughts read and not discussed. it's just...you know...weird. this is just one of those times, i feel like a hermit and all i wanna do is just hide in my safe little shell, just want to be alone, just feel that noone will ever understand me, noone will ever be right and i know some people do care but i just don't know anything anymore.  and then i heard a song somewhere in my head: they say, these sleepless nights would just, go away people fighting on to stay, stay their way. they say, these ugly feelings would just, disappear never left me throughout these growing years, growing years. everyone sees the smile on my face everyone sees the mask on my face but nobody ever stops nobody ever stops. hear me cry, hear me scream they only get angry when i'm no longer smiling but this ain't a circus but this ain't your circus and i ain't your happy clown. |
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