Tuesday, October 4, 2011

#125 : Hurt.

Salam.

Sometimes you need to put your self in a shoe. Feel what others feel. Then you can understand others better. Knowing more of their life story doesn't make you understand them. When you feel what they feel and you know why they doing something shows that you understand them.

Sometimes things are difficult to explain. No matter how hard we try , it's hard to do so. It's hurt when other couldn't understand and start accusing. Even worse, they stop believing. There are things that need to be explore or else will be unknown forever. If you want to know something, ask then. Don't think others will tell you everything cause they don't know what you don't know and only you know what you want to know. Curiosity is good when we know how to deal with it.

Sometimes when you try so hard to make thing a lot better but you fail, it'll hurt your pride so much. When you can't see others mistakes and when you can't say harsh words towards others. That's what we called love. No matter how much others hurt you, you keep forgiving. Keep forgetting. Forgetting how worse the situation is, makes the pain go.

Sometimes you think no one understand and care about you. Others keep torturing your heart. Sometimes you want to go away cause you hate the pain. Sometimes you just can't hide the feeling of loving and needing. No matter how many times you lie to yourself, saying that you can live without them and you can stand alone. But a lie still a lie. You can't lie.

Sometimes you keep repeating the same love song cause its remind you to someone. You hope that someone will hear and feel the way you feel. Sometimes you wish for the wind to hush away all the pain. Hush it all away and start it all over again. Like , Hi, I'm AX. You're? or Nice to know you.

Sometimes you feel like you want to stay back in the history. Cause the memories back then is happier. The way they treat you and how you react to them. Telling jokes. Laugh at funny stuff. Talking about something stupid. Eat the same food. The time when you can say whatever you want to say and they can't get mad. The time when the jealousy not take over yet.

You can look at me with a cynical look. I don't mind cause I never lie about my feeling. My heart keep calling for you, but my voice couldn't react you. You close your heart to others, that's why other never understands you. I know, the more you precious something the more you protecting that thing. But protecting and hurting is two different things.


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