Your prescence is going to be evaporated soon. And how I wished before that really happens, I can grasp hold of something I finally understand.
But it's not going to happen and I wonder if I'll ever snap out of this somewhat mental mutilating game I've been playing with myself all these while. A game that I've already felt numb clinging on to it. It is probably just sheer irrationality and stupidity but I still indulge wholeheartedly.
I know it's beckoning. I really know it. But I wished somehow it's still not going to happen if I chose to remain where we are now. But I'm left with no options. You didn't leave me any choices right from the start, did you? Perhaps you know you shouldn't.
It's alright. I'll just let it sink until it reaches the bottom of my heart and it will just really diffuse on its own.
It takes only a while, doesn't it? I really hope so.
