Tuesday, February 19, 2008
All Good Things, Come to an End
*This will be the first, the last, and the only post with regards to this.
I read somewhere, about a month ago, about a bubble, about how sometimes random thoughts can occur. Back then, it affected me (up to the point that it got me posting a long-winded entry on stuff), but I still thought that, perhaps it was a blip, a dot in the wide cosmos. That perhaps it won’t happen, not anytime soon.
Fast-forward one month, and here I am.
After roughly seven weeks, it’s over.
All I’ve got to say is that it was probably the best seven weeks of my life, to date.
I know you told me not to think about it, but how can I not? It will happen, inevitably, but I won’t go down a spiral of depression, or along those lines, so don’t worry. I’ll look back with a sad smile, at most. I'd like to think I've got friends who are there for me. And I'd like to think I can still talk to you about things.
I’m a jumble of emotions right now, to be honest, and that’s to be expected too, I guess.
I’m really glad for what we did have. The stars, especially.
I'm pleased that I finally got the chance to meet your friends, and mix around with them, even if it was only for a short while.
I’m very happy that it looks like we can still stay friends. That we can still laugh and talk about things.
I’m quite thankful that you said it to my face, that you were upfront about it, that you didn’t do it any other way.
I’m upset that you drifted, even if you didn’t realize it. You were, to me, bordering on being cold.
I’m hurt that we didn’t talk about it. There was a time, when we said no matter what it was, we would talk about it. But then, I guess there was nothing really to talk about. Only a decision to be made.
I’m angry that you took your time in telling me. That you made me wait. The one thing that got to me was the line “I don’t want you to lose sleep over this”.
I hope that it wasn’t easy for you, cruel as it may sound, just so that it’s somewhat fair. That you lost some sleep, even if a little, so that I wasn’t the only one.
I’m sad that it didn’t last any longer.
I’m sorry if I ever did anything wrong.
And thank you, so very much, for everything else.
So, in the end, I’m pretty okay.
I’m sure I can go on with life, as I’m sure you can too. It won’t be easy, but I don’t think it would be hard. We’re strong stuff, we are. What’s a small bump compared to the long road of life?
But if ever there were three words that I would've uttered out loud, anytime after this, it would be
I Loved You
:)
I read somewhere, about a month ago, about a bubble, about how sometimes random thoughts can occur. Back then, it affected me (up to the point that it got me posting a long-winded entry on stuff), but I still thought that, perhaps it was a blip, a dot in the wide cosmos. That perhaps it won’t happen, not anytime soon.
Fast-forward one month, and here I am.
After roughly seven weeks, it’s over.
All I’ve got to say is that it was probably the best seven weeks of my life, to date.
I know you told me not to think about it, but how can I not? It will happen, inevitably, but I won’t go down a spiral of depression, or along those lines, so don’t worry. I’ll look back with a sad smile, at most. I'd like to think I've got friends who are there for me. And I'd like to think I can still talk to you about things.
I’m a jumble of emotions right now, to be honest, and that’s to be expected too, I guess.
I’m really glad for what we did have. The stars, especially.
I'm pleased that I finally got the chance to meet your friends, and mix around with them, even if it was only for a short while.
I’m very happy that it looks like we can still stay friends. That we can still laugh and talk about things.
I’m quite thankful that you said it to my face, that you were upfront about it, that you didn’t do it any other way.
I’m upset that you drifted, even if you didn’t realize it. You were, to me, bordering on being cold.
I’m hurt that we didn’t talk about it. There was a time, when we said no matter what it was, we would talk about it. But then, I guess there was nothing really to talk about. Only a decision to be made.
I’m angry that you took your time in telling me. That you made me wait. The one thing that got to me was the line “I don’t want you to lose sleep over this”.
I hope that it wasn’t easy for you, cruel as it may sound, just so that it’s somewhat fair. That you lost some sleep, even if a little, so that I wasn’t the only one.
I’m sad that it didn’t last any longer.
I’m sorry if I ever did anything wrong.
And thank you, so very much, for everything else.
So, in the end, I’m pretty okay.
Bila yang tertulis untukku
Adalah yang terbaik untukmu
Kan kujadikan kau kenangan
Yang terindah dalam hidupku
Namun takkan mudah bagiku
Meninggalkan jejak hidupku
Yang tlah terukir abadi
Sebagai kenangan yang terindah
Kenangan Terindah – Samsons
Adalah yang terbaik untukmu
Kan kujadikan kau kenangan
Yang terindah dalam hidupku
Namun takkan mudah bagiku
Meninggalkan jejak hidupku
Yang tlah terukir abadi
Sebagai kenangan yang terindah
Kenangan Terindah – Samsons
I’m sure I can go on with life, as I’m sure you can too. It won’t be easy, but I don’t think it would be hard. We’re strong stuff, we are. What’s a small bump compared to the long road of life?
But if ever there were three words that I would've uttered out loud, anytime after this, it would be
I Loved You
:)
In other news, I had an interview with 8tv, to settle my internship stuff. Amazing, isn't it? The interview was at about eleven, and I just had a break-up at about eight thirty. Hahahah.
The interview went pretty well. It was pretty comfortable sitting there and answering questions, and also chatting about some things. The interviewer (Zira) didn't grill me, but she didn't let me off easy either. But I got through, and I left with a smile.
So, here's to hoping for the best. In this, in life, in everything.
