Monday Blues

It's 3 hours into Tuesday, and I'm still caught in Monday.

You might wanna think about this.

I just felt overwhelmed when I realised just how much things were kept from me. And I wonder, how much am I willing to sacrifice, and forget, in order to keep this. There are only this much I can keep inside my heart, and there are only this much I can ignore. And with each passing day, as if to show me how brittle my heart is, fate decided to test it again and again, and yet again. And then some more.

I sincerely feel that we had too many things left unresolved, so much so that rules are often broken. And feelings too. And perhaps a little trust and all that. I sincerely don't know, or maybe stopped to care. Or maybe just avoiding it. So that I don't have to go through the same thing again and again, and yet again.

Of the fact that we can't seem to come to an agreement about this. And it's killing me, the way my soul is screaming to be released. And the same way my heart is breaking into pieces, and more pieces, again and again, and perhaps yet again.

I feel, that maybe, in all true spirit that embodies this soul and heart, it's time for me to let go. I am frustrated, the same way when I don't know what to do at that crucial moment.

I had enough of the many one-more-try's I've lied myself into believing.

Maybe if I wake up from my dreams, things would be better. And words would be kinder. Or tears would be sweeter.