-Ernest Hemingway
A Twist in Our Story
October 26, 2009 
and I imagined your arms wrapped tightly around me…
…but that was before you broke my heart. <\3
500 Days of Summer
October 22, 2009Now I finally validated that how I think is just normal.
I am normal. That it’s just not me who thinks about the crapiness and complications of love.
I am Summer.
I think relationships are for those who are selfish. A person goes into a relationship because he might just want to be with someone, because he might be afraid of walking alone, of doing things alone.
He might have been used to be taken care of, so is why, he’ll be needing someone to be there with him.
Not because he is in a relationship means he is in love with the person he’s with…
So why does it hurt when the person you were with, broke up with you?
That might just be because you got used to be with her often, that you managed to live day by day being with her.
And now that she’s gone, you feel lonely… not hurt, but lonely.
People wants to feel better by having someone who appreciates him.
Someone who spends time and effort to be with him, just to approve that he’s worth something.
So once he’s back to his routinary boring life, he’d enter into something that would give him the thrill and excitement and complications of human emotions.
And people often call it Love, but I call it selfishness.
Because all of it, circles only to himself.
And once his emotions get messy, he’d get the hell out of it once again and there he’ll go run in the same loop. Doing same things over and over…
People may pass judgement to those who are by themselves. Smirking a pathetic grin to them.
But in truth, they pity themselves.
Cause they are envious of the freedom and independence these people get.
That they might actually pity themselves because they couldn’t even stand on their own, live on their own, and they can’t even do things they wanted to do because they need to consider the other person.
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But then, how would I describe what I felt…
What I’ve said…I think didn’t make any sense…
The return of Sadness
October 9, 2009
Then suddenly you arrived…
You got to visit her once again…
And she get wrapped by you.
She got herself submerged by your presence.
She closed her eyes and let her ears bleed out of the music that sets her apart from the world.
No exact words to describe how you clawed inside of her, giving her pain that could knock the beat out of her heart…leaving her lifeless.
You sucked the little optimism out of her, the only thing that gives life on her dead-pan face.
and then you left…
but Pain made its appearance after…
It cripples through her veins, sending wracking waves of hurt through her limbs and head.
But she knows that she could go strong enough to bear it…
Until it finally subsides.
The Sprout of New Season
October 5, 2009
My knees are shaking…and I can’t do even a baby step.
Cause you’re here once again.
And all my courage and pride had collapsed once more.
All you need to do is show up, and I’m taken away again…
All the words have been eaten up…
All the pain have been erased…
All the memories flashed back…
But Summer has already ended.
and even Time personified can’t turn himself back to once he had been…
