grand goodbyes.

An Unfinished poem.

Grand goodbyes are those what’s meant to last
Those words are the memoirs of everything that happened from the start
Everything’s falling into places now--but not the way that I want it to be
Affirmation of what’s positive, now I’ve laid my hands down on you
I succumb myself, for now that I’ve realized that things are just not meant to be
A mist of a downfall opens my eyes, a blurred reality, still not wanting to believe
Even though the truth pursuits me. Still, I have a blind belief of something unreal…
Me, being a part of you.
A painful truth, that I could never make it overrule
It haunts me; a presence of you just makes me feel more eager of having you.


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Haha, it's been a month since my last post. :p Lol...