fantasyland
You are my
frustration!
He said,
and I replied “same here”. Bakit nga ba ganun, gusto mo sya, gusto ka nya but a
lot of factors are pulling you off to be together.
Rules. Isa na
yan. Why do we make such rules to guide us to be happy and yet we feel
miserable? Why do we set out certain posts on where to found a relationship but
these posts are just keeping us from building something out from nothing?
Distance.
They say distance makes the heart grows fonder. But in most cases, it’s always
a one-sided thing. The girl is usually the one who gets into it more than the
guy. It’s unfair to think that while girls who are in the overseas are busy
with their respective careers and daily hectic routines, at the end of the day,
it is the thought of the guy that they like that appeases them in their loneliness.
Communication.
Why do we avoid conversations about ourselves? Why do we not talk as often as
want our hearts to be intertwined? Why is a word too hard to utter. The
weirdest thing is, you always tell me you like me and yet you ain’t making any
move. Dumb, aren’t we?
Friends.
Alright, I get it. You are popular with the gang as much as I am with my
girlfriends. Tell you what, I’ve been told to really shut off my system for
you. They said you aren’t worth it. They said you were as hazy as a murky
contaminated water. I guess I shall surrender. This is going nowhere.
And lastly,
Standards.
How can you tell me I’ve got big standards to fill? Why do you tell me I’m
living in fantasy because I look for the ideal, that who I always like are
those that are too good to be true.
Here’s the
deal… You’re lousy and boring. You’re too plain, too weird and too
self-consuming. You’re too overbearing, demanding and unusually explicit. I
hate you in most times but I like you just the same. Damn you! Now tell me, am
I living in fantasy?
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