Okay, so I guess I do it too. As in this? But heyy come on. I don't have the guts to since I don't know if I'm the one you're tweeting about. What if I'm not it? That's pure self humiliation! So no.
Dude seriously, if you have things to say to me, say it to me. Please.
Let say if it was me you're talking to. And about. So hear this. Whether you like it or not, I need you to accept it as this is the truth.
I am letting go. I am letting go of the kite that has been flying, not so freely I have to say. I am letting go of the kite that I haven't gripped tightly onto. I am sorry, but yes, I haven't. Somebody told me to never count the eggs before they hatch.
I am sorry for the damages done. Sure, all the blames should be put on me. Maybe I have been treating you too nice, or perhaps even special, that it gave wrong ideas.
But you know what? You didn't make me feel so. You didn't make me feel special or like I am something significant. So I told myself that I am not. And that's how I became who I am today.
To be holding onto something, you don't simply word it out. You work for it. Even when it goes wrong somewhere, you work your bones off to make sure it works. But no. What did you do? Instead of trying to steer the flying kite, you put the other end of the kite on the ground and solely wish that it won't fly away. Well guess what? It already did.
And now, the kite is gone. The little kite that has been giving you too many chances before, it is now gone. You won't find it anymore. Maybe it has gone out of the atmosphere. Out, floating in the outer space. Maybe it has even shrunk, or vanished!
This thing you're trying to do, was that suppose to make me feel jealous? If it was, well sorry, it didn't work. I sound harsh and mean and so much like a bitch, but I can't do this anymore.
I have given you so many chances to prove that you're working on this, but what did you do? You blew it off . And now you're saying that I didn't fight? Okay. You win.
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