// Friday, September 1
i look at my friends around me, and all the different kinds of relationships they're in, and i'll wonder how much do they really love their partner, because who will ever know when they're actually in love? although i know we each have our own ways to measure the amount of love we have; some by the degree of jeaousy, some by the degree of self-sacrifice, some by the amount of time spent thinking and caring for them, but who really knows? when lovers decide that they no longer have the connection, and go their separate ways, what become of these measures..? nothing. we'll all end up with an erased piece of blank paper, ready for a new chapter to be written all over again. it breaks my heart when i see two lovers who used to share the same jokes, the same views, the same look in their eyes, vanish into thin air.. the hesitation, the uncertainty that are now found in their voices makes them all the more estranged. and the line that divides them, grayer than ever, as they never know when they'll border along being too possessive or caring once again. it's really heart-wrenching to see a love (although relationships at this age may be too over-stated to be described as love) built with so much effort and time to only end up broken into pieces of awkwardness and hi-and-byes. but i guess, there's no point wondering why and what and how and when, 'cos it will only make yourself depressed and also the people around you depressed. and i have to say this, A levels SERIOUSLY does NOT make anything better. positively, definitely, surely. damn it. i can feel the animosity for the As boiling inside me once again.. i better stop before the steam gets into my head. alright, just food for thought. ciao.
scripted at 1:57 AM
