Monday, September 13, 2010

I don't know your face no more.

When you think you know someone.

In and out. Everything made sense. Until a fine little sharp pointy needle comes and bursts your happily-floating-in-the-air bubble, and in that split second, everything turned. Nothing was the same anymore.

The one person you knew so well wasn't who you knew anymore. Something changed before you could do anything about it and the person is no longer who he/her was. There's nothing in common. Nothing left to linger upon. All you could do is watch him/her being someone else. When that all happens, it will hurt.

We might as well be strangers.



oves,
vee.

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