...that I cry myself to sleep at night
...that I drive myself to work and home with tears streaming down my face.
...that I am just an echo of the passionate person I used to be
...that my heart is breaking into a million pieces each passing day
...that I'm learning to live with an unspeakable pain that he'll never understand
...that I'm smiling on the outside but really dying slowly on the inside
...that if he looks deep enough into my eyes he'll see the ultimate sadness and void that I've been feeling all this time
...that it was him who gave me this pain and only he can take it back
...that my greatest gamble was also my greatest source of happiness
| from a lost soul who can't bear the pain and sadness anymore |
How do you like to quench your thirst on a hot summer day?
Nothing would beat a very parched throat than a very cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade juice that's sweetened just enough to take away some of the sourness. Added with a slice of kiwi...mmmm now that's something! :-)
Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I've had fresh lemonade. Guess it's been quite a while since it's not summer after all, it's currently monsoon season in my part of the world. I didn't get to go to the beach this time, and I didn't sport a tan line all throughout summer, too bad. Next year I'd make it a point to go.
