...is what I am beginning to sound.
Forgetting is easier said than done, made even impossible listening to dad's 50s, 60s and 70s music (on this lazy day when the neighbors are busy cooking coconut milk based food as opposed to our soupy lunch) like: The Great Pretender, Sad Movie, Have a Good Time, Impossible Dream and a hour and half worth of music with the same theme :(
Facing the music on the other hand is as difficult as avoiding it. It is juvenile but getting an upset tummy fore an impending meeting, it did happen. Pretending not to care at all is as upsetting.
Independence is a beautiful thing. What a foolish thing as to entertain even the thought of giving it up. And look at where it ended? Nothing but memories of good times and a broken heart.
Turning back time, I wonder if there is a way to make it right. If it was something I did or said...
Oh, what to do?
And yes, kung, it's about a boy :(
Forgetting is easier said than done, made even impossible listening to dad's 50s, 60s and 70s music (on this lazy day when the neighbors are busy cooking coconut milk based food as opposed to our soupy lunch) like: The Great Pretender, Sad Movie, Have a Good Time, Impossible Dream and a hour and half worth of music with the same theme :(
Facing the music on the other hand is as difficult as avoiding it. It is juvenile but getting an upset tummy fore an impending meeting, it did happen. Pretending not to care at all is as upsetting.
Independence is a beautiful thing. What a foolish thing as to entertain even the thought of giving it up. And look at where it ended? Nothing but memories of good times and a broken heart.
Turning back time, I wonder if there is a way to make it right. If it was something I did or said...
Oh, what to do?
And yes, kung, it's about a boy :(
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