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Tuesday, August 28, 2007 at 6:05 PM
the past
i turn back and i see a brown door.
i hesistate to walk towards the door.
bang! the door suddenly opens
i felt a whoosh of stong wind
and a ray of light blind my eyes
i tried to shield my eyes with my arms
i looked deeper into the door
foggy but somehow, i think i see myself crying
then i hear echoes of a woman voice
"she used to be together with john, james, daniel, wayne..."
"there was something going on between them"
"she was cheated of her feelings..."
the surrounding started to spin.
i shielded my ears from the voice.
"no.. no.. no! stop that!"
i got so dizzy, i couldnt stand
glimpse of my past started flashing
"lets break up!"
"i dont love you anymore."
my heart ache, my tears rolling down
the hurt i've suffered coming back.
the surrounding finally stopped spinning
i looked up and the door i came through from had closed
i tried to turn the knob but it wouldnt budge
no matter how hard i tried
i walked towards the open door,
to my past, my loneliness, my suffering, my tears.

i woke up and sat up on my bed,
my wet pillow beside,
depressed.

dont want to be reminded of the past,
dont want to ever look back,
dont want to live in the past..
the wounds that healed seem to tear apart again

who is that woman?
the voice i heard.
she opened the door to my past
she stole my role and my words

whats her intention?

loves
loved.
rebecca.
*24 years old
*loves her family, her girlies and the lovely peeps
*attached to beckie's ride
*is absolutely contradicting
*loves travelling and shopping

wishes.

*more holidays!
*ipod
*shining luck + bling +
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feeling right now.

Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) (Don Vito & Blade Remix) - Beyonce feat. Lil Scrappy
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