Is it a dreadful one?
April 8, 2008TRUE! — I cried — I had been and am! I can calmly tell you a bit of what happened to it. It was Saturday night when we talked. Yes, we talked and it’s a usual talk that unexpectedly the conversation turned into a dreadful one. Why dreadful? I am not ready. Of what? On the question. Of? Something that for sure is really hard to answer not until the right time come.
We happily talked about the future event that might happen. Things we know that for sure we’ll enjoy and I guess cherish too. Who knows? Not until I told a story about a friend and partly joking on what I had told about it. And he certainly asked a question which is related on that joke – he’s confident enough to ask it and am shocked on it. I don’t know how will I answer that, how will I tell him all what I am feeling. I just kept mum and I suddenly felt that my tears were going to fell but I avoided it. I don’t want him to hear it – a heart that is hopeless and hurt!
“I can’t do anything about it.” That’s what I told to him. Honestly, there’s still a tinge in my heart saying, “Darling, something great will happen.” These are enough to fill my heart with desire and courage to move forward and fight on what is worth fighting for. There’s only one thing I can say with regard to it, “Never let go if you can still hold on. And never hold back once you’ve decided to let go…”
I’m still hoping that someday things will turn out well. But if not, it’s a fate.
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