Sunday, March 1, 2015

That Thing

not called tadhana.

I will just pretend that I know nothing 
Until such time that you will have the courtesy of telling me everything 
I will just go with the flow 
Because I've already invested feeling.

Tomorrow could be sorrow 
Never will I know where this will go 
Never will I be prepared of getting hurt 
Although I mastered how it felt. 

Nonetheless I am thankful and glad 
With the thing that we have 
I always wish for happy ending 
This time I hope my heart won't end up breaking.

Thoughts from the great stalker. 

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