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“I was always the one who did all the talking…”
“Why can’t you just speak up and tell me your side of the story?”
“You didn’t ask me out (why?)…”
You utter disappointment of me, in such earnestness.
And me on the other side of the line, paying undivided attention to you, listening to the sound of your voice--word-by-word, phrase-by-phrase, so that I won’t miss a single tiniest expression, while trying extremely hard to hold back all my feelings and emotions.
I could hardly say anything, anything but silence.
Maybe it is better this way—not everything is meant to be said, and in this case, something is best left unsaid.
So that you could do away with all those emotional hoo-ha, and forego any difficult choices that you might need to make—by not knowing anything about me at all.
And that is the one thing I ever hope of you.
So finally i responded, “I am not gonna bother you and stand in the way of your wonderful life anymore…”.
I am SORRY, to had to end the conversation in such inconsiderate manner, with my cruel words of sarcasm.
It wasn’t the easiest thing I had to do in my life, as evident by the fact that I was actually all torn up deep-down inside when I heard myself saying what I said.
Hate me now?
Perhaps you should.
Me?
I am definitely hating my own gut right now.
How could I possibly not be? My consciousness shall haunt me for this, maybe not forever, but for a very long time from now nevertheless.
But you know what? It would be totally worth it—if you can come out from this unhurt, and gotten over this soon enough, and most importantly, move on with your promising life ahead.
Even if it means I shall remain misunderstood and be ill-regarded by you hereon in.
Bottom line is YOU OUGHT TO BE WELL, and steering clear of me might be a better way for you to follow.
“Why can’t you just speak up and tell me your side of the story?”
“You didn’t ask me out (why?)…”
You utter disappointment of me, in such earnestness.
And me on the other side of the line, paying undivided attention to you, listening to the sound of your voice--word-by-word, phrase-by-phrase, so that I won’t miss a single tiniest expression, while trying extremely hard to hold back all my feelings and emotions.
I could hardly say anything, anything but silence.
Maybe it is better this way—not everything is meant to be said, and in this case, something is best left unsaid.
So that you could do away with all those emotional hoo-ha, and forego any difficult choices that you might need to make—by not knowing anything about me at all.
And that is the one thing I ever hope of you.
So finally i responded, “I am not gonna bother you and stand in the way of your wonderful life anymore…”.
I am SORRY, to had to end the conversation in such inconsiderate manner, with my cruel words of sarcasm.
It wasn’t the easiest thing I had to do in my life, as evident by the fact that I was actually all torn up deep-down inside when I heard myself saying what I said.
Hate me now?
Perhaps you should.
Me?
I am definitely hating my own gut right now.
How could I possibly not be? My consciousness shall haunt me for this, maybe not forever, but for a very long time from now nevertheless.
But you know what? It would be totally worth it—if you can come out from this unhurt, and gotten over this soon enough, and most importantly, move on with your promising life ahead.
Even if it means I shall remain misunderstood and be ill-regarded by you hereon in.
Bottom line is YOU OUGHT TO BE WELL, and steering clear of me might be a better way for you to follow.
(I doubt my worthiness of such close attention from you…)
The duration of 24:37:07—there goes the almost half-an-hour of wasted-moment in your life.
Sorry for being your source of time-wasting, in such early hour of the day.
I am probably too undeserving--to had you calling and even stayed on with me for such substantial amount of time…...
Pointless Monologue by LONER at 11:21 PM
1 Comments:
u getting so lazy.
Where is your new post?
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