The Unsaid Wheel

The happy thoughts that i used to think are being rejected by the reality of these whole damn shits. Being the third wheel of the feelings that could cause heartache of a single heart. To deceive someone weak just to feel the contentment of being the chosen one. But to feel hurt by the truth that his heart will never be yours at the end.

Barrowed Heart is what I call it. Because at the end of the day, either you end up crying or you end up smiling. Lying is part of breaking those stupid hearts believing that they are the only one. Believing that there is this so called forever. But the truth is, there is no forever until you reach the age of dying together with the one you love.

Composers and love songs. They make you listen to believe the fantasy of every lyric composing the whole story. Every composer has a broken hearts not ribs. Being the hurt one or the broken one can give you the things to realize what the failure in the relationship you have done.  What are the stupid words you have been said. What are the acts you have done wrong? And the decisions you have been conclude to make.

The Unexpected One

Being alone in a foreign land makes my heart uneasy for the things and decisions I am making. People around me thinks that I am a happy person but the truth is I am a lost soul on my own universe.

Lost in my own thoughts, lost in my own words. Being dependent  to those people whom I used to trust and love. But being dragged down to the lost world underneath is a biggest heartache a man could imagine.

People come and go. Changes to old and new. The throwback and the future.  Hurting someone, loving a new one. Sacrificing and mourning. Forever and infinite. How could a person survive this cruel world?

Being the so called pretty boy, is what the gossips are. But talking with him, He is an ordinary guy who got hurt, broken but smiling in the end of it. Seeking for the attention of the one he loves, but being hurt by a single line. I’m not able to see him cry but hearing his cracking voice, I knew from the start he was hurt.

Unexpectedly, that person become my companion.  My friend, my enemy, and my guilty pleasure. Owning what is not yours is a mortal sins of being a human being. Existing in a seductive and flirtatious world, this sin is a no, no.  But why do I keep doing it?  Just  because someone doesn’t love you the way you want to doesn’t mean they don’t love you the best way they know how.

You are part of puzzle in someones life. You may never know where you fit. But, someones life may never be complete without you in it. It is tough when someone special starts to ignore you; it’s even tougher to pretend that you don’t mind.  Accepting someone into your heart is easy, the real problem is taking them out.

The hardest lesson in life is probably learning to let go of the things or people that you wanted the most because you can’t have it. If you tell the truth, it becomes a part of your past. If you lie, it becomes part of your future. People seldom find love when they’re looking for it. It usually happens when they never see it coming.

One thing I realized in life; never be dependent to anyone in this world, because even your shadow leaves you when darkness comes. Even if I have tears down my face, I still manage to say those two words. I’M FINE.