I left things they way I did because of how you left them with me.
You owe me as I owe you – Sometimes I try to forget but that never works, deep within, lies a cold stone untouched since it was placed there, no matter how hard I avoid it, it still remains there, solitary in the darkness of this place. You left it like a trojan horse in my heart.
My life seems to me to be uneven an uneven inconsistent road, littered with the lack progression, and I seems its me that requires it this way-to fuel my thoughts of disappointment, dismay and sadness. For only when I am sad am I trully happy it seems, as you notice things when they are missing, I notice the brilliance of this life in the absence of its parts, for surely happyness is only so because of sadness, and in sadness, one remembers more vividly the meaning of happiness.
I think this is the way with me.
Pessimists are deep within, not sure about the probability of success as too many times they have been burned and now they are cautious, as am I. it is said, Once bitten, twice shy – I am cautious.
I guard my wall I built, made of uncertainty, tears, torn tension and turmoil. All because of the flux in between me,you and the rest of the world – the spaces of uncertainty.
Watching over me, Protecting me like a personal Angel.