Wednesday, September 17, 2008

the saddest

I had recently discovered the reason I could never have happy thoughts, write happy things in my blog. I lack the courage to be happy.

I dare not have high expectations in myself, in people around me, in the world. Because I'm so afraid of having to be disappointed. So if I don't hope, there will be no disappointment.

There are many types of people living in this world. And I believe, I belong to the saddest, the most pathetic of all.

Is it time to let go?

5 comments:

Lollipop said...

yeah u should let go and live life.
so u've been not expecting much frm everyone around u or yrself?
and i bet u have been dissapointed still.
so whats the point?
jus be happy, and to hell with it!
life is short, cheers!

thE gEOgrAphicAlly blind said...

:) i know i know... the moment i write this post i think i've already let go :)

confessions of a medical student said...

this is a poem written by my online friend, Casey.. which, i suppose, explains your feelings now:

Unrequited Love

A reciprocated reply would make a world of difference, but this unrequited love has sapped the light out of you, now everything doesn’t matter anymore. Taking its toll on you, as every misleading beacon in the midsts of this mist sends a happy spree of hope like a surge of dope into your veins, and the withdrawal seems to kill a little bit of you every time.

This happiness is a drug and in its depression is the only comfort it can offer. How much before you break? How many breaks before you can muster the strength and declare that you had enough? or How long more can you wait before you tell that person how you really feel? For love that is one way, it is to love, but to love in vain… Get the rejection out of the way and move on with life, wallow in this misery and taste the bitterness of loneliness. But what if the love is requited? I guess you’ll never know till you try, so wear your heart on your sleeve before it is too late, realize the fear that your throbbing heart may eventually cool and be shielded by a wall of ice built by an architect of pain. And it will take a tremendous amount of amourous heat to melt that coldness away, if ever you are to love again.

confessions of a medical student said...

let go of the past... and allow this new heat to melt the coldness away, to heal the past wound...

take care~

thE gEOgrAphicAlly blind said...

my fellow friends, thanks alot for your concern. i assure u guys i'm ok :)