xx Ella.Z

He should know that I'll always be here --not waiting but hoping that if he ever comes back, my heart still beats for him. They say --good things come to those who wait. But then, I wonder why should I wait? Waiting for you is heartbreaking, Waiting for you is time-consuming, Waiting for you is draining me, Waiting for you is closing my heart for another, And I don't want that. Because waiting for you is like wishing on a shooting star that is long dead since you're like a sweet dream of mine that will never come true. If waiting means forever then maybe I should just give up and hand my heart to those who actually played the waiting game like me.

A lover can change into a stranger or an enemy. But you are never to be blamed.  For you can never change anyone for that matter unless they allow themselves to. When I look back at those years, it's funny that everything has changed. People come and go, and feelings fade. From love to hatred, a simple switch that made one turned from a lover to a stranger. Even if the love was no longer there, those moments you were with the him you once knew, would never be forgotten. How people and things changed over the years and he sees you now with rage, bringing hell to raise.  Maybe the devil within him cries for an escape to pay vengeance to the one who caused him to fall from grace like a fallen angel. After all, the devil was once an angel. An angel with a purpose, meant to be there for you just a little while, never forever. He was there to lavish you with sincerity and love but as time passed by, his feathery wings were mutated as the light of his halo dimmed in ago...