there's the reality - the one that we are forced to face on a day-to-day basis.
Alternatively, there's the F-reality.
Fantasize, Falsified , Fragile .
The one we wish we were leading. The one the media paints. The one we think - we deceive ourselves into believing we are leading.
We've arrived at New York.
The transit tunnel between the fantasized falsified but real reality . (Supposingly)
The last few days we've been on good terms - or rather the past week since we've been at his parent's place we've been behaving.
I guess living together with no common social circle causes much unwarranted constraints.
With the company of others we've learn (condition ?) to prevent the ugly side of us showing.
I've been distracted by 'being a model girlfriend' - to have any needless time to sulk or resent.
Maybe. But, I've been too much of a chatterbox - trying to impress too hard. I'm irked by my own behavior. Ewww...
Or, maybe time does heal all wounds.
I need time - I need predictability.
However, deep wounds leaves an unsightly scar.
Not one that everyone can forget.
Do you remember your cut ?
Or, that first fall as a kid ?
Do you remember the first time when he- she told you its over ?
Happy new years, readers.
Welcome to the age of F-reality ?
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My experience with the "first time he/she told you it's over" was from the other side of that fence. It was me that told the girl it was essentially over. At the time I was pretty confused. I think being in middle school, it's pretty common for a kid to be confused and end a relationship with their counterpart possibly prematurely.
But looking back I think of many things that have transpired since then. Is it bad karma? Is it lack of ambition? The low self-esteem? Just plain old bad luck? Many times I wonder if it was just a learning experience or a lost opportunity that I'll never reach again.
So maybe it hurts both ways? Obviously I'm not saying there should be sympathy for those who dump, but in my own experience, it led to a depressive state of mind. There's always that feeling of regret, or the thought of "what could I have done better?"
I guess what I would ask you, Kate, is what would be better to digest, dumping someone you liked and later regretted it, or being dumped by someone that you thought you loved, only to realize it wasn't the future you thought it was?
Have a happy new year and stay healthy.
Happy new year , I wish that things will slowly start to improve for you.
stay strong ! I believe you can make it through this period.
happy new year :)
Time makes you forget the wounds that cant be healed.
yeah
what dan said makes plenty of sense
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