» Tuesday, February 22, 2011 / -5:49 AM

All I have to do now is to wait for his decision, and not let him know about this because this will cloud his judgement. Every single day, I wished something would change. We would be back together and be the way we used to be, as if nothing happened at all. But now, my feelings are numb. No joy of being successful in my own battles to win this war, but perhaps a tinge of disappointment and sadness as I watch my knight give up his internal battle. The last battle that decides it all. Epic, no?

I wish I know what he wants, what he dreams of, what he feels and what he thinks.

I wish I can guide him through, or he would accept some guidance from someone else and not be driven by his own hormones. I wish he would just snap out of his unjustifiable logic.

I just wish.

If I do know, I shall be Supervon. Just saying. I shouldn't let him walk all over me like a doormat. I should be taking over the rein. Fuck, why am I so pathetic? Lead your own fucking life.

"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more; it's a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing." ~ Shakespeare.