The Space In Between

You know the times, when you wake up in the morning and stare blankly into the ceiling, and wonder, "What should I do today?" That's basically my life. Real fun. Life's like a neverending cycle of contradictions. Waiting in earnest for exams to be over, only to dread the boredom of having nothing to do in the holidays. Perhaps its just me, but I bet i'm not the only one. I have to admit that there are things to do, people to meet, games to play, movies to watch, books to read. But always, something missing. Even in the company of friends, the lingering feeling is always there, like a phantom stalking me, ready to pounce at me the moment the fun and laughter stops. That's the emptiness I feel, which seems to paint my surroundings grey and dull, bleak and inanimate. Emptiness, the place in between, a place where no one else can enter, that time just seems to stand still......

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Wow.....

In a rare instance of courtesy, she managed to reply me like 20mins after I sent her an sms asking her whehter she would be free anytime this comin two days so that we can meet up.... Its absolutely amazing.... I called her at first, knowing that she wouldn't reply to smses so quickly, but as usual, a miss call... so I had no choice but to msg her, expecting a reply like tomorrow.... but she surprised me once again....

But who knows... maybe she'll become uncontactable tomorrow when I call her to arrange the details.... Then the gift will be stuck in my cupboard, all properly wrapped up.... It becomes especially irritating knowing that its already like more than a week past christmas, and that I spent such a long time to make it, but it still hasn't been given yet.... sigh.... and i've been deliberating over this past few days whether I even should be giving her the present... You know the feeling when u put so much effort inside, but the other party just can't be bothered? Ya... that's how I feel many a times... so much so that I'm beginning to chuck her at the back of my mind, thankfully, helping me to experience less pain....

Cause everytime I think of her, I easily spiral into deep, gloomy thoughts, knowing I like someone, but the person doesn't like me, or doesn't treat me even as a friend, or something else I can't think of... Cause she really defies my logic... I can't understand her, hard as I try...


The Dark Side of the Moon by -Emptiness-
(Repost, from my other blog)

A person’s heart, I’d never know.
Its doors are shut, with screws and nails.
Just like the moon, which doesn’t show,
Part of itself, through Darkness’ veils.

Even the part, which I can see,
Deceives always, the wise of men.
What more the side, that I can’t see,
Hidden even, to best of friends?

The dismal side, of lonely hearts,
A place where joy, in haste departs
A world that’s filled, with only gloom.
The cold and dark, side of the moon.

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