For sugar is bitter and lemon is sweet. I will wish for all the bitterness in the world just to have a little sweetness from you;
For they say it is better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all, I will wish for things to be simpler;
For all the walks we have and each new route I have brought you to, I will wish for a path that will never end so that goodbyes will never come;
For all the sweetness that I have wanted to give but did not because I fear, I will wish for an answer so that my sweetness will never be too much for you;
To you: Thank you very much for reappearing in my life.
And dear old gil, I am glad that we are saints. We laugh at them, but we feel bad for doing so. We laugh at them, but we scold ourselves for doing so. We laugh at them, but we feel sad for their plight. And we count our blessings and we are contented with what life has given us. And all we should do is to give them our blessings too. For that, I thank you for being in my life, for I have become a better person.
My ex once asked me why I can't lower my pride for love. Why I am unable to throw aside my pride and reveal my feelings. Pride is the only thing that protects me, the only shelter I can turn to. How can I give it up when I know that love is going to hurt?
"Is there anything that you want to tell me?"
I asked you once. You said no. I was upset, but you couldn't hear it. How would you, for you are not as sensitive as you should be. But too much of sensitivity is not good too.
And I was asked the same question. I wonder how you felt when I said no. Did you feel the same as how I did?
