Reflection #7
Two years ago, I admit, I didn't exactly have the ability to finish, or even start, what I've repeatedly set out to do. It was with a child's unnerving confidence and faith that I'd held on during that time. It's not so much that things, or times, have changed, or even that I know more. It's just that now, I see things from a different point of view from before.
Alas, it's just too late; it's just too late.
Before anyone of us know it, a full half year is going to whisk pass us. In this period of time, I have become closer to those people whom I hardly talked to last year. I distant from those people whom I used to hang out all day long with in the past. Perhaps, everything just don't mean anything anymore and they can just be chucked aside right now. Maybe it's me, just that I haven't realize. Anyway, it's disappointing, I didn't expect any of that.
Everything is not going to be the same anymore.
People don't understand, do they? I don't need extravaganza, simplicity is good enough. Now, I don't need to fall into deep, passionate love. I just want to admire from afar, I just want to admire every single thing you do, silently. It's just good enough.
But ultimately, I just want you to know, that I'm still thinking of you.
I may have the ability to pull the shroud over your eyes, but when it comes to myself, there's no way I can, or will, have the purpose of deceiving.
Alas, it's just too late; it's just too late.
Before anyone of us know it, a full half year is going to whisk pass us. In this period of time, I have become closer to those people whom I hardly talked to last year. I distant from those people whom I used to hang out all day long with in the past. Perhaps, everything just don't mean anything anymore and they can just be chucked aside right now. Maybe it's me, just that I haven't realize. Anyway, it's disappointing, I didn't expect any of that.
Everything is not going to be the same anymore.
People don't understand, do they? I don't need extravaganza, simplicity is good enough. Now, I don't need to fall into deep, passionate love. I just want to admire from afar, I just want to admire every single thing you do, silently. It's just good enough.
But ultimately, I just want you to know, that I'm still thinking of you.
I may have the ability to pull the shroud over your eyes, but when it comes to myself, there's no way I can, or will, have the purpose of deceiving.
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