Tinu's Silent Words

I've done it again....I've fallen flat on my face just 'cause you smiled!
How am I ever going to grow up and enjoy a mature relationship if all i do is crush!
In fact, I suppose i must have crushed on the pope sometime past!

AAAARRRRRHHH!
What is wrong with me?
Can't I hold an emotion for longer than twelve minutes?
or is it just that I can't handle the truth?
I fold my legs against my chest and hug my pillow -Damn! It's wet from all the tears.
The radio is on...Its baby face telling me that its not about relationships, or drama but the two of us
'The two of who?' Its only me!!!

And when I get close to that warm kiss...
Feeling the maniless of his breath... it turns out its all a lie!
Its either he has to run or I'm so freaked the next thing I remember i'm lying alone in my big wide bed.

if your somebody mess up...you take it in
don't let no body come between you you just deal with it
HOLD ON...
aint 'bout ur pride
aint about yourself,
it's about the two of you and no one else

aint 'bout the hurt
aint 'bout the lies
aint 'bout them crazy things that running through your mind...
it's about the love that's supposed to last and never die ....

What love...?[sobs]

walking backwards

Its today is i look through the past week that i realise that most things are never as easy as it looks! Have you ever walked past a guy and girl, holding hands, looking more into each other's eyes than on the road ahead of them, giggling without a care in the world? The guys holds her by the waist, the girl leans irresistably into his warmth?
You think to yourself that they must have a secret...some style, technique well..something that they know that you dont. or maybe you think they are just lucky to be each other's perfect match?
I walked into a perfect scene like that early last week. it was refreshing as well as it was excrutiating! the monday of that week was cluttered. I had a backlog of work and my boss was not letting up on me and as i walked back to my hotel room that night, I was really tired and I so desperately wanted a massage.
I looked through the window of our moving bus and there they were in working slowly along the sidewalk. smiling and looking like two children clinging to each other for warmth...

to be continued