Tuesday, March 30, 2010
this crazy girl
i am a contradiction,
i do not make sense.
i find happiness in surreal and intangible imaginations
and a seventh heaven
while holding my phone waiting for a text message that won't ever come.
i smile when i dream about you,
i may have schizophrenia because i realize that i am just not able to separate these dreams from reality.
i feel impartial to forgetting,
because i understand that forgetting is just never that easy.
i am like a little girl,
too naive to ever understand how you could forget and leave me that fast,
but i am willing to listen to you,
and let you teach me; and that has to count for something, if not, anything.
i do not have insomnia anymore,
because as formidable as it may seem,
i am slowly healing,
and recuperating from the scars i got when i fell.
i will try to do the impossible,
and let myself remember,
because maybe tomorrow, or some other time after,
doing that will help learn how to forget.
just give me time and i'll get over you.
but you have to understand and always remember
that this crazy girl loves you
i love you most ardently, 8:57 PM.
