Syazzinator

Kina Grannis - Cambridge

This might be a little too common for you. But it doesn't hurt to share now ain't it? Enjoy.

Today I had my answers. One I’ve been waiting and expecting. Another left questioned over the years. Satisfied ? I could not tell. One I have expected hit me. Because what I assumed would happen, really came true. No, it’s really not what you quite anticipate . It’s not worth to woe over too. The other mentions this particular person. Probably one I did not spoke to for many months. And that I have not mentioned for years. I started it all with a question.

Remember when I said that I love surprises? Ah. Now I’m giving it a second thought. FIRST: I still can’t get used to the fact that it’s holidays. *groans* SECOND: Anyone remembered the promised result? *groans* THIRD: I still can’t get used to the fact that it IS holidays. Someone’s got an issue. I KNOW. I pray o’ Allah , let there be good news. Well, everything happens for a reason. I have my faith. I do.

Look outside. Do you see what I see? A bright moon stealing attentions of everyone who goes by night. Yes, I’m jealous. To be under the same sky, not meeting each other… That sucks, really.

One day I’ll walk the strange hallway I’ll be in the midst of a new crowd Meet peculiar people. One day Unfamiliar scents will miss the old Search for the missing; Tired of replacements. Then comes your absence. One day (If) I see you at the end of the road Will my fingers creep for yours Once I held so tight to. Can I do it on my own? I’m heading back to the start.

What is fault when all things silenced? Sometimes it’s best not saying anything to keep things low. Ask around? Must you be first? It’s impossible to move from all the mud surrounding these very feet. I am complicated. I can’t make it bolder . Should a tarot come and tell me what I want? That I do not expect. At times I question, I get scolding as an answer. NOT motivation. I guess I should have seen that coming. Holidays are the sum of all miseries. Sorry I can’t define that further. When the mind begins to think, all logarithms appear. And then everything is plastic. Haha. That’s only a piece of my shattered thinking. Till then.