Breathing since 1995. Blogging since 2011.

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Here goes a story of a 1995 kid.



Heart failure.

Heart failure.

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Oh Ed.

Oh Ed.

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I think my heart’s gonna explodeee!

"We’ve been talking for a while now.
Or should I say ‘you’ve been talking’?
I’ve been listening.
Smiling to keep you from noticing.
You shared a story.
A memory of you and her.
You were both drunk, you say.
You were together the whole night,
But you never took advantage.
You respected her.
A lot.
But you’re also drunk right now.
And you’re holding my waist.
You’re not mine.
And I’m not yours either.
You even kissed me in the cheeks.
I don’t know why, but I let you kiss me.
Maybe I like you.
Or maybe not.
But tomorrow, someone will ask
“Do you like him?”
And I’d say “no”.
‘Cause from experience,
What I need is respect.
Respect even if I’m not perfect.
Respect even if I’ve been naughty for some time.
Respect even if I made a lot of mistakes.
Respect even if I continue to be imperfect.
And now you’re taking advantage of me.
Maybe respect is something you can give,
But you’re not willing to give it to me.
So maybe I like you.
But for once, I want to love myself.
This time I will try my best to decide wisely.
Guess I’ll just wait for someone else
Who’ll be willing to pay respect for me."

Ces, She’s Not Me