Wednesday, August 05, 2009

running on three hours of sleep. i'm super super sleepy but i can't go back to sleep for reasons unknown. my mind is racing, can't quite relax with all that thinking. my mom says its mostly mature, level-headed people who tend to think a lot which is why they're quiet most of the time. but i'm not exactly quiet and though i'm not proud of it, i ain't exactly that mature or level-headed so why am i being plagued by this?
kinda sick of exercising especially at home since i hate doing it in front of my family. either they'll ask a whole bunch of questions or they might belittle my efforts so yeah. probably go cycling later today if michelle's interested. it isn't fun going alone. =/ then again, if i was alone, i could probably blast my music but then who's gonna sit and talk with me at our regular place? maybe we'll see mr. showoff again.
kinda surprised people think that my poems are referring to someone i like/love/crush on. hahahah. sadly its not okay? really based on my past, present and my imagination, so it may not be someone currently or anything.

the cool breeze,
like your fingers ghosting over skin.
the raindrops,
like my tears over the truth.
the thunder and lightning,
like your moods, fierce and erratic.
the sun and bright, white clouds.
your smile, sunny side up, lighting my world.
the rosebuds,
like the cheeky smile you love.
the fallen leaves and flaky snow,
like memories swirling.
the cold, almost bitter ice,
like our hearts in eternal slumber.

just maybe
i could love you.

what we could have been, 10:41 am.