In all the great stories we're told, it's the calm ones who have the happiest endings. The ones who swallow their poison with a straight face. The ones who never want things for themselves and who, having been denied chances at happiness, smile sadly and shrug.
Having never been such a person, having never had the strength to do this, preferring instead to lock myself in a room for a time when things do not go my way and simply scream and cry and make no attempt at a straight face when my heart is twisting inside me, does this mean I will not have a happy ending?
Wow, I really can't shake off the maudlin-panna right now.
5 comments:
wow. my dear, talk to me.
hello ji - so at least one person is reading :) how gratifying.
nothing is wrong, that was simply an observation i had after watching sense and sensibility for the n-th time.
I feel your pain. I have the same problem. And I am 13.
Hello autumn air - thanks for the empathy.
And I'm sure that at 13 this isn't so much a problem as it is at age 28 :)
Well then i can't wait until I'm older.
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