Monday, August 07, 2006

dot

i remember when someone told me that the relationships i have with two people form that of a line. he loves me, i love someone else, but we both don't know who that someone else loves.

but now we know who that someone else loves. and i know that the person who used to love me no longer does.

so now, i am a dot. i dont make sense without a sentence. i dont make sense.
it's amazing how other people believe that i CAN. and the last thing that i want to do right now is beg for attention, for care, for comfort because they believe that i can.

they say other people try to mask their weaknesses. and i don't want to be like them, but those people who say they believe that i can - they make me lie.

i want to run away. but maybe not now, i have to make Proj 24 happen.