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Just the other day, I thought of the things i wanted to become...of the things I wanted to do...and the things I wanted to have...and it all brought me to the realization, that all I ever wanted was you...
I wanted to be a writer....
So you could read of the words of pain and hatred in me...
So you could understand the real meaning of how it is to love and be loved..
So you could grasp my emotions and hold it in your hearts of heart...
I wanted to be a painter..
So you could see how dark this cold black heart of mine has become....
So you could see how clear an image of a heart could be...
So you could see the portrait of you,
an incomplete picture of me..
I wanted to be a poet,
so I could bring you to the moon and back,
show you the bright stars at night,
make you feel like you're in paradise...
I wanted to be that one person that could make you fall,
so then, you could see how complete I can be...
But, I am not one of these things/people...They are only images in my head.. all I'd ever be is a single desperate girl..... waiting in vain...waiting til the sun rises at night, waiting til the old grows young, waiting til the end of tim...
waiting til the day comes that you'd realize that I was the one you should've loved....
***YAAAAAAAAK!!!! ala lang..para lang complete...meron nang one, two, three...eto four!!
