exactly it.

She needed exactly what you gave her...

Yes, she's almost forgiven the hurt...

She's not sure if that's what is suppose to happen...

what and why.

What am I doing?

Why am I doing it?

Every time you kiss me I can almost forgive you...

forever pieces of passion.

Falling into your passionate blue eyes...

There's something in your eyes that entraps her in a way that she never felt before. Was it the passion and desire that seem to burn at every glance or just something that struck out for the few minutes, seconds, that she looked into your eyes. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, yet she doesn't believe that's what she saw. It was a look of infatuation, of want and just plan and simple, a human reaction. She doesn't really care what it was, what it meant or how it really came about. As she looked down on you, as your breath skipped at every movement, she realised that she had lost herself in your blue eyes, forever.

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Losing the pieces of her identity once again...

It doesn't surprise her the way she feels at the moment; about life, love, the future and the unfaithful present. The world is beginning to play cruel games on her once more. The truth is this time round, she really doesn't want to have to deal with it, the lazy way out. Maybe if she closed her eyes just a little more tightly she might wake up to a peaceful fantasy. She lives in a life of dreams. She needs this world to give her the time out she should deserve. Frell the world and its insanities.

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The writers block is gone.

Its amazing how feeling depressed and stressed with a hint of romantic passion can drive it all back.

So much to write, so little time.

the ways of.

The evil ways of self-doubt...

She wonders when time will finally get the better of her. When it eventually makes her boring, reveals that she is stupid crazy in every way, and letting her become a waste of time. I don't ever want to feel that from you. She's afraid that despite a long road of four years you may just turn around all of a sudden, as suddenly as you turned towards her four years ago, and realise all of these self-doubting insanities.

The angry ways of emotions...

She knows lately that she hasn't been all there. She knows that everyone around her is angry at her in one way or another. Which isn't really surprising, I never do anything right by anyone. So who does she finally turn to when even you feel even the slightest anger towards her. A dead end and herself seems to be the likely solution. She's forgotten what its like to find the strength to figure out her own problems.

The tricky ways of the mind...

She likes to convince herself from the truth. Like how she's not entirely dependent on your strength as her own, or how much she will even begin to hurt if you turn to walk the other way, or even how everyone else can see her devotion towards you even when she denies over and over again in her head. I'm afraid to invest so much. Her mind cannot understand her heart.

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I currently have writers block, therefore this entry doesn't really express all the things that I really wanted to say. Disappointing really... Also the reason why I haven't blogged in a while. I miss this place.