Saturday, 17 August 2013 at 07:20
if only i can write down the good things i should be doing and actually do those things, life would be a blissful walk in the garden.
but my heart. oh my heart. and my mind.
oh how they fight.
my mind wants a medical degree.
my heart says lets travel the world instead.
my mind wants me to stay away from the things that make me sad.
but my heart throbs and aches whenever i ran. like a junkie, i keep coming back for more. more drugs. more sadness.
if only i know what a person actually thinks when he told me loves me.
then i wont be second guessing, over-analyzing everything.
if only i can make up a scene of a future in my mind and then set my path to it and eventually reach there.
then i wont have to be so unsure. so confused. so sad. just so so sad.
if only i can be happy.