In the end....

the sophknight date.. might just prevail once words proclaim hopes of what was left in the past.. or as the past. Let's just leave it to that. But what would that mean if you do leave as that? Will we find answers to what's become of what was left? Or will we just have to wait and aww as the scene plays with all my pathetic excuses. Let me kill my phone for no reply. and run away from what's become of my question that we ended up finding an answer for...

will you be my sophknight date then? [if not him, then who.. right?]

but with these in mind.. will we have to stay awake just to see? or will we get the chance to get a goodnight sleep... rest and watch our dreams. coz what my dreams were before.. i heard your voice.. with me fast asleep... as to waking up with your silence.. i'd have to ask why. for the reason will never come after asking what has become. of the past and present, are we buliding up? or breaking down? or simply... living up to every words i wrote to. every sigh and sworn. but as i curse the fugly mess of what i've done. i come to find it was not more on me, it was more on us. coz every blood dripping down from that dress came from a stab on the back as i turn around and see... that angelic face staring back at me... crap, you got me again.. how come you get to get me all the time... and i never get you?

will i have to surrender the letters i wrote? or will i get the chance to show you one. coz after these letter disappear after you read it, i'd have to to you and pretend.. i no longer write. as to the the clouds of yesterday float on to the scenery of today, let me be reminded of tomorrow....

coz every day well lived will be lived through the next.

we're lost through this day, and the next wont be that easy either.. for falling out of the cages of anxiety and insecurity... i'd have to say.. we made it out quite faster than before... maybe coz i know my way around here now and would know how to communicate and yet this situation got me stick... would you help get me out? or were you part of this.. really? coz a stolen glance quickly took me off that foot... one that was dangling on the open air... catching every suffocating breath i have left... just kill me as my knight and shining armor.. never comes...

coz i killed his horse... shh! don't tell.. ;P