You and the Rainy Day

where do i run.

i'm so tired now. tears rolling down my cheeks. i'm jaded.

all these make me miss those days even more. those days, where things were so simple. people were so easy. they could be read like books. no mind games are involved. no mental tango in a cramped place, no explanation needed. i can tell a person i like him without having to worry if it is something too potent to say. we can hold each others hand without having to worry things would gone out of hand. we can lie on the same bed and talk without me feeling like i'm being pressured into becoming more intimate.

**

i hurt someone terribly tonight. someone whom i enjoyed goin out with, someone whom i felt so comfortable leaning against on, someone whom gave in so much for me, someone with such tenderness that i always yearn for.

he's wounded, yet i still throw a pinch of salt onto his wound and let it bleed. he's in pain, yet i still cruelly give him a jab right into his heart till it's all broken into pieces.

why couldn't i give in, just a lil? why couldnt i end it better? why did i have to be such a selfish coward? why did i let him walk under the rain?

i'm so sorry.

**

the door slid shut and the bus rolled away. just like that. so quickly it was almost swift.

one blink, two blinks.

all thats left is good bye.