then i become conflicting with myself again. and confused. i had this heart to heart session with PS few days ago and pouring literally every single bits of my mind to her - how the butter is melting, how i've secretly adore the mint, and the white shirt that makes me tick.
just when i thought lemon is always my thing, asking for mint suddenly burst on me like the one thing i wanted most in life.
i am not afraid of nothing, so why be so frightened? why? because everything scares me. because both fear and desire are busy equivocating with each other. with me. i can't even tell the difference between lemon and mint.
and the question is, does it even matter?
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