We both have tried. But we didn't know that trying does not guarantee anything. We didn't try enough for us to work out. We didn't say the words for us to stay longer. We just gave up. We stopped. The connection we once thought was strong has now gone weak even loss. And we didn't know why. Or perhaps we just deny. That there are parts of me you refuse to love or things about you I fail to recognize. And even if I wanna try again. It will be too late. When you are occupied with someone else's love now.
It is hard to convince myself that you were just a bullet I dodged when deep inside I knew you were that one-time train to a dream place I missed.
Instant connections are scary.
In that brief moment, I had hoped not for a happy ending but for a good start.
In that fleeting moment, I had foolishly made myself believed that you could have been the one.
Grieving in advance for the love that has missed its chance to happen.
What is more sadder than a missed chance?
Slipped right before your very eyes.
Is it such a bad thing to lose your ability to stop? To not know when it is too much?
-I cant cease on loving you.
My favorite English word.
I find it whenever I am looking at the sea.
That one time, I spent a day at the beach
The white sand and those big waves
But never really felt the comfort it usually gives.
And instead found myself nostalgic
Sad and thinking,
How can my safe haven failed me?
Then I realized, it wasn’t the place
That gives me solace.
It was the person I spent it with.
It isn’t the same when it isn’t you.
I really wish it was you I was with.