Reality is...

Sunday, November 29, 2009

my heart...split... like a melon my insides spilled all over the counter...
the layers of my skin peeled away revealing my insecurities...

now i must burry them deeper...

now i must learn to delete ya'..

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

i was compared to a maze
why am i not amazed...
there are roadblocks in unexpected corners of my heart

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Hangover...

Another interpretation of heartbreak...

U went out drinking last night and had too many jack n cokes, grey's n vodkas or ur preferred drink,
U woke up this morning with a really bad hangover
"God please if you help me get over this one, i'll never drink again!"
yet the next friday or saturday came around and you were pounding down those drinks and forgot all about God, all about the hangover, all about the feeling of wanting your bed to swallow you whole for the entire day

love, or lust is just the same...you love, you enjoy the pleasure and then it ends leaving you with....
a big hangover
the same rules apply: "God please help me get over this heartbreak, I'll never let anyone break my heart again!"
and you do for a moment not let anyone in, build up your walls realy high, and put barbwire at the top incase any exceptionally stubborn person tries to climb that wall

and then however long it takes, you meet someone new, charming, refreshing, hot as hell that u just want to spread him/her with some chocolate and eat him for breakfast, lunch and dinner. as much as you told yourself to remember the hangover, it just feels so GOOOOD you pound them down just like those drinks you had last week.

except unlike the alcohol-induced hangover you gave yourself last week...sleep wont cure this love/lust hangover you gave yourself this week.

its hard isnt it? to not let yourself get drunk again...

its not easy to get out but it sure is easy to fall in

Friday, November 06, 2009

Back to Patria...

i'm goin back to the motherland on Friday...i thought i would not return for quiet some time but i guess she wanted me back. Goin back so exciting and yet so sad. everytime i go bak theres' someone i wont get to see or spend time with.