Yes, i have written and tried to write my anger, frustrations and sadness but everytime i try to access my blog or even write, something always come up that i wasn't able to post them. (As you know, it's my habit to write first in MS word.)
So, many entries are just being kept in my desktop.
I also try to stop myself from doing things (and posting stuffs) that will hurt other people. My blog can be accessed by the public and it's not in my principle to intentionally (and even unintentionally, even though sometimes i do) hurt others.
More so, i realized that the more i write about the pain, the more painful it becomes and it lingers... it can really go to depression you know.. i wouldn't want that.
So i am stopping myself from looking back and even from thinking about it.
When i am with friends, i am strong. i feel that i can face whatever news i get.
But when i am alone, i am still wondering why the same reason still makes me cry.
I heard this song from PBB...and i envy Wendy, really. I think this is the Bruce's song for Wendy.
When She Cries
The road I have traveled on,
Is paved with good intentions.
It's littered with broken dreams,
That never quite came true.
When all of my hopes were dying,
Her love kept me trying.
She does her best to hide,
The pain that she's been through.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
She's always been there for me,
Whenever I've fallen.
When nobody else believes,
She'll be there by my side.
I don't know how she takes it,
Just once, I'd like to make it,
Then there'll be tears of joy,
That fill her lovin' eyes.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
Is paved with good intentions.
It's littered with broken dreams,
That never quite came true.
When all of my hopes were dying,
Her love kept me trying.
She does her best to hide,
The pain that she's been through.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
She's always been there for me,
Whenever I've fallen.
When nobody else believes,
She'll be there by my side.
I don't know how she takes it,
Just once, I'd like to make it,
Then there'll be tears of joy,
That fill her lovin' eyes.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
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