instead of blogging, perhaps i should channel my energy towards writing my short story for my assignment (with a dense plot, no less). i can write of when boy meets girl and boy falls in love with girl, and girl with boy and they get married and live happily ever after. or i can write of when boy meets girl and boy falls in love with girl but girl despises boy and boy is heartbroken. i can write anything, anything as long as i don't stop writing. as long as my fingers are typing and my mind is working and the tears don't fall. because the pieces are irreparable, because my heart is broken, because i'm sorry for what i'm feeling, because i'm sorry for what i'm not feeling, because we never quite believed them when they said tomorrow will be a better day, eh?
...
a wild flower dies
where it blooms
so let me be
a wild flower
its death shall be
the fading of beauty
-suchoon mo