Chance

I've been thinking, regarding my last post. Do I still have a chance? Or is it going to be like Adele's song Chasing Pavements? If you wonder why am I so pessimistic, this is why. I tend to think too much, and in the end I always got hurt. I want to fight, I want to be able to get to this person's heart, even a tiny step at a time, but when this person decided to let me go, will I be able to get in? Or will I get shooed away again like always? This is my irony I looked up at the serene sky and I cried. This has gotten to my nerves. When I am left alone, nobody knows what I will do and I myself am scared of what comes to my mind and what I might do. I looked at the serene ocean.

Feeling

I have this feeling, feeling of love that I cherish. I haven't found this feeling in a long time. It's only a few months but I have to destroy it. This is absolutely not fun. I like this person, I love this person. I'm afraid to lose this person.I feel that this person gets me and I really like that feeling. 2 days ago, this person asked me to let this person go. I'm just sad. Feels like after so long I found a light and then those in the lights shooed me away, telling me I'm not fit to be in the light, telling me that I don't belong there. I'm just sad. I got a feeling that I might not be able to be with this person, and this person's words at first has been soothing me, but I think this person also do the same thing, letting me go. Can I ask this person not to? I feel comfortable with this person. This person's like my close friend, my best friend. I feel lucky to be able to meet this person and I don't want to let this person go.

Mnemo

In 25 years, will I remember this place? 25 is too long? How bout in 10 years? Will I still be able to remember this room? What happened inside? How I spent most of my time here? The smell, the noise, all the memories within?
I'm in my old campus and I'm sitting in a room I used to go to during my last year in the campus, and I really missed those times. Will my memories stay? Or will they fade?
This place has become a dearest place now, full of memories, bittersweet ones. All those silliness, all those chaos, all those madness, all combined into one.
The time where I met them, the time where I spent time with them, when we play together, going crazy together. It has become dear to me. Will I still be able to remember this? Or will this fade? A place where the music plays in the evening. And who knows it's just a simple discussion room?
Let me write this in my heart, in my memory, in my soul. Lest not forget this!