There is something
I need to tell you
Just a little something I've been keeping in
For such a time I keep this secret
Yet the feelings never dim
Perhaps it is better if you like someone whom you know you will never get the chance to meet. You know, perhaps... some superstar, Britney Spears (although I can't imagine who would like her), or um, Pavarotti, or a comic character, just so long you know that it'll never happen. Untouchable.
The worst thing is liking someone whom you know you have a chance of perhaps getting to know. Like, maybe email, or something, just you know that you have a way, though the chance is remote but you know that at least there is a chance. And then you realize that now the only thing that is stopping you is yourself.
I hope that
you would feel the same
Although I don't think so
For I am not special or
important enough to know
Its hard to get things out in the blog sometimes, there are many things I want to talk about but there are always something that prevents me from doing this. Locked entries are not as locked as its all cracked up to be, and some things you just... can't blog about. But I try to put my words so that it wouldn't offend anyone or to lead someone to think wrong things, although sometimes I just feel like writing whatever that comes into my head.
I don't know who exactly is reading this, perhaps those who read it happens to know the friends I talk about, Su... Basu... PuiYing... I know some friends read this as well, sometimes they would tell them what I think about them and mess things up. But I always think of my blog entries as relaying secrets to you all, friends or strangers who read, and you're not supposed to tell anyone about this, because its a secret and its an unspoken promise that you will keep it to yourself.