Will I reach your hand?

There's been so many times that I have trusted someone. But in the end, its a sad story. I bet everyone has gone through the same thing. You told without hesitation. Until you regret what you did. Cause the person who promised to keep it a secret, has betrayed you. They let your hand off of them. It wasn't as scary as it imagined. But its disappointment. Who knew that it was you who would turn me out? I trusted someone. I still do. Although I know its all a lie behind. If I did not turn the stone over. I wouldn't even have knew what was behind. While we continue acting and being in our own role. Nothing will change. Things gets awkward when I talk to the person who I knew they lied to me but I still doesn't want to let go of them. Its like holding a cigarette in your hand and its burning till the end but its too addictive that you can't let go. Will I ever get to reach your hand? Or will we sway away and leave memories behind?

Trusting someone is not like buying an insurance.

You don't get prompted with your lost.

What you get in return is all hurtful feelings.

Those words that has been said can't be taken back.

The best thing you can do is your memory is still there.

The fact that the person has made you trust them. 

Make sure you were held before you fall.

But after all has been said, and time will prove.

People tend to change. In thinking or feelings.

It wouldn't be the same anymore. Not like last time.

Not like what we all dream to be on the track.

Instead we were out of the track. Its helpless.

You find no one to get hold on. A tight hand that holds you.

That you believe they will never let you go.

But once someone had let off your hand. You are afraid!

Afraid that someday you will fall and no one will catch you.

Its dark and its scary, I just want to hold your hand.

But I can't reach it. You will let my hand off. Right?

Took me 10 minutes to write but it has been happening all while.

HELLO THERE!

You were the first to come to mind,

That feeling has grow even stronger than before,

Months of storm and sunny day has gone by,

Everything we said and done is deep down in the core.

Wondering at night when I can't sleep,

If the words from you were real as stars,

Or were they just glamorous in the night,

You were all the distance from me so far.

Knowing all these will hurt you,

You did not reveal the truth behind,

Why are you acting like a fool?

Like you think I am blind.

I trust you!

I have one best friend. I never lost trust to him. 

He always makes miracle. He tend to turn impossible things to possible.

His first impression to me was misery. But when I get to know him, it all changes.

He was the best of all I can trust. Every time when I fall, he will turn up.

Make a miserable rainy day such a cosy and warm to stay in.

He never fails anyone who trusted him. 

In fact, I am grateful that I trusted him.

His name is Faith. 

I have something important to confess..

Dear Dad,


It is with great regret and sorrow that I am writing to you here. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mum and you. I have been finding real passion with Drake and he is so nice. But I knew you wouldn't approve him because of all his tattoos, piercings, dyed hair, smoking cigga, taking drugs and the fact that he is much older than I am. But its the only the passion... Dad I am pregnant. Drake said we will be very happy together.
He owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewoods for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Drake has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the mean time we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Drake can get better. He deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 17 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren. 
Love, your daughter.






PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Cassey's house.


I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than a report card that's in my centre desk of my drawer.


I love you. Call me when its safe to get home. (:


Credits to Austin!!!!