Monday, August 2, 2010

Dear exquisite lady…..

I’m jealous because you’re thinking of him when you did it.
I’m hurt because you didn’t consider my feelings.
My heart was pummeled coz he’s more important than me.
At this point of time, envy’s leisurely decomposing my body.
I don’t know if I still exist in your world
What I just know is the truth that I can’t be with you.
I can’t anymore think how I loved thee.
Because I’m tired letting you fill my eyes with tears.
I need strength.
Oh I forgot, you’re my source of vigor!
You left me weak.
You made my entirety irrational again.

I didn’t expect that my own Freudian slip made me vulnerable tonight.


Obviously, this is not a poem. I’m just expressing my thoughts in sentences.