Let This Pass

Allow. Me. To take time. To breathe.



Allow me to let this pass..

Just even a little amount of time. I am asking you to let me take time to let this pass.


Because right now, my chest feels heavy. Like a heart sulking in insecurity. In uncertainty. In worry. In fear. In guilt. In shame. And in pain.

I do not know how to handle this one. I'm trying to think otherwise, trying to be positive, trying to ignore that pain and longing.

But it just feels odd, like a massive weight has been pulling down ropes that tighten around my heart. When I think about you and I think about her, when I think about you with her, then I think about us. These thoughts shouldn't be in my head right now, right? Today is our day. But I don't know why I don't feel I should be happy honoring this day. Sorry, but this is just what I feel right now.

I hope this feeling will pass. I just hope I will be fine. Everything will just be going fine.


After all, against all odds, I still believe love can conquer.


It's what that matters to me right now.

That Odd Feeling

That odd feeling surfaces again.. feels more like a heavy mass of air inside your lungs, or perhaps a huge space inside your heart that has just become void.

Yes, I guess so.. I'm 'feeling blue' again.

And it gradually came just in a few moments in the midst of the day's hustle. Never thought it would make me feel it again.

So in all this preoccupation, a part of my mind was looking for probable causes so my reasoning can give up.

Very well, maybe, just maybe, I am missing somebody.

Be Free

I don't wish to give up.


But I'm letting you go. Be free. From all fated pain. For all misery that are yet to come.

You don't have to worry any more.

And you don't have to go through all the hurt.


You don't deserve it.




You deserve happiness that lasts.

You don't have to live in gladness that is just short-lived.



So go.. go away.

And if you may want, don't come back. Save yourself. Please. From all heartbreaks. From all frustration. From all hopeless expectations.

Because you don't deserve this. You deserve to be happy. Find it.


Be free.