Tell Me If It's True

This is the furthest I've been. Yet still, I don't know where Im going. I thought the path was cleared but now I seemed to have lost my way, though not for the first time. Im having doubts. Whatever made me think I'd have it all so easily..

I don't understand what is going on.

It's clear she's torn up about it. It was all in the past and it's gone. But it remains etched forever in mind. A strong memory, something like remembering how uncle Spencer used to bring me to the malls and buy action figure toys for me. It seems to me that no matter what I do now and the times ahead, I'll never be on top. I could be wrong but it does sure feels like it.

It's true. No one will probably ever understand the statement. I never have. I feel a temporary disconnection whenever I hear it. I hate the feeling. No matter how hard I try to stomach it, I fail each time. And now the confession has been repeated again in print. As much I didn't wanna believe it, I couldn't help but fear the worse. The engines are failing and the red pumping machine is stalling. The paranoia has kicked in.

If the bubble has burst, I don't think Im in any position to question how it happened and the actions before. I don't think Im entitled to. There was never supposed to be roses in the script. We had both written and agreed to play the roles of white doves.

That script has since been in the trash for I have been cast under a spell ever since the stranger appeared in front of me. Mesmerized, I was lost for a moment not knowing what to do.
From then on, it has been magic. Nothing can ever explain my feelings enough.

I think I have fallen for the stranger. I have always did. But I wonder if it still matters...



Let there be love.