self taken pictures arent cool, they're just an amusement of being syok sendiri..
but when you look back, they're memories.
i had launched blogspot many, many times today, but the outcome of it, all very similar, i have nothing better to blog about. until, "Graduation" had decided to seep into my mind, now thoroughly deluged with pictures of us.
of all the rants and complaints which i'd once typed out here, published for the world to read, about the coldness portrayed by a certain individual, i think it's just me now. no, it IS me now, im certain.
she clashed the walls, but i build them back again. im creating the chills.
it's not within the control of my feeble mind, but i dont feel like me, when im with you, which i always do the most at your presence. it's quaint that all these are happening.. i hate to admit the expanding distance between us. but it's true..
im someone who would smile over memories that belong to yesterday.. simply because the future is too vague for further inference. i cry dry tears..
but i dont want the future to be that way. i want to smile for the sheer present, not the past bliss. i dont want the wishes of the present to be next years apologies. i want things like how it has always been.. warm and happy, and crazy just the way we were.
im so sick of the low temperature..
"sometimes we dont say a thing, just listen to the crickets sing.."
