It's the end.
The end of my hopes.
The end of my beliefs.
It's been tortuous to trust and have faith, and I reckon it'll be another round of torment if I ever trust and have faith again.
I'm out, really. I'm fearful. This game is a scaremonger.
Maybe we weren't anyone to say that it's unfair. In the first place no one set the rules. No one did set any parameters. It was free style. It was intuitional. It was by instincts, by feelings.
We should all expect the ending to be either a win-win, win-lose, or lose-lose situation.
Did we just not expect the ending to come this fast? It was all a matter of time, right?
Dear friend,
I know this is killing you. I have to say it's killing me too. I know you feel lost. I feel lost too. I don't know what's the right thing to say or do. I want to think up something to help but I've run out of ideas. Or perhaps I wasn't even supposed to interfere. I'm upset seeing you this miserable and I want to see your old self back really soon. PLEASE MOVE ON.
The end of my hopes.
The end of my beliefs.
It's been tortuous to trust and have faith, and I reckon it'll be another round of torment if I ever trust and have faith again.
I'm out, really. I'm fearful. This game is a scaremonger.
Maybe we weren't anyone to say that it's unfair. In the first place no one set the rules. No one did set any parameters. It was free style. It was intuitional. It was by instincts, by feelings.
We should all expect the ending to be either a win-win, win-lose, or lose-lose situation.
Did we just not expect the ending to come this fast? It was all a matter of time, right?
Dear friend,
I know this is killing you. I have to say it's killing me too. I know you feel lost. I feel lost too. I don't know what's the right thing to say or do. I want to think up something to help but I've run out of ideas. Or perhaps I wasn't even supposed to interfere. I'm upset seeing you this miserable and I want to see your old self back really soon. PLEASE MOVE ON.
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