Then there was the silence. The dreaded silence. No more laughter and talk; only weeping and sighs. I took it upon myself for creating the perfect storm which utterly destroyed something I held so dear. But it's too late now... ... I hope and pray for a miracle that will end the dreaded silence. Because the silence is disturbing. =X
I understood through wise words from a wise man: For people to understand you, you must first learn to understand others. For this time, I finally set aside what I wanted and listened closely to the silence. I tried to make sense out of why certain things had to happen, even if they wrenched my heart to shambles. I tried to wear someone else's shoes to truely understand what went wrong and what I am to do.
My heart was lost and so was my voice... I could not stop the seemingly eternal rain cloud pouring endlessly over my head. It's because it hurt yet I know. To not be selfish anymore because I need to understand what others are thinking before I wish others will understand me. =/ As much as I wanted to salvage the damage dealt out... I only see the light: Perhaps salvation was what I wanted but not the other party. So I decided to wait and be patient because that was a bitter lesson I learnt about forcing an answer when perhaps non-existed.
In days to come I foresee more tears... The rain cloud I have become, forever feeding off the empty void the storm left behind. Embracing the silence because I know I am in no position to decide. But I'll continue to follow my heart to do what I have come to accept even if it means having to face the silence that tortures my mind and dulls my hopes. It is because... I want nothing more than to do what he wants now instead of what I want... ... really really... T.T
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