Excited?...hell no, I have no reason to be...
You lie dayday!

Even with all my uncertainties, I have this much to say:
I think of you more today than yesterday, but less than tomorrow...

How do you get your way into a girl's heart?
and maintain to stay in there even when apart.
The hollow days slowly start drifting,
All that surrounds me hardly seems uplifting.
Days turn into weeks,
weeks become months,
and months extend into years.
Clueless of how to absorb what is obvious,
trying to shed light where I am most dubious.
Pretending to be stoic from all that is hindering,
my ability to turn this tragedy into a storybook ending.

Remember When

Remember the first time we met...
Remember when you told me that you cared...

Girl I remember you took my heart from the start
We never be apart no
Cause I remember holdin' hands in the park
In the middle of the villa talkin'
Girl I remember like it was yesterday we never played no games no...
Now I don't know who you are...
Now I don't know who you are no...

there's just no point in holding on to something that just isn't there... just keep telling myself that.

It's become difficult to find my true identity. I go where I feel like I belong. I'm doing things I never imagined myself doing. I just follow time carry me through my days. It feels like I'm still looking for that indescribable feeling that I lost. I have clearly distanced the boundary between myself and all that man must depend on. Loneliness has always been the fear of many. But this is where I feel like I generate most of my strength from. What I once established to be so sacred in my core of beliefs, has no longer become the defining element of my persona. No doubt in my mind that I've changed. What I was once years ago has gone through this inevitable process we call "Change". Changed for the better? Yes and no. I'm not sure if the sugar is as sweet as it was imagined now that I've tasted it. Hate it or love it, I'm still the person everyone could turn to. But nevertheless, I stand on my two feet. I accept all that has happened, all that has made me who I am today. I might not be the greatest at expressing all that I feel anymore. But underneath this callous shell still houses the man that would sacrifice just to feel something, anything...