Saturday, May 10, 2008
Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
- A Beautiful Mess, Jason Mraz
I'm so scared. I want to keep it the way it is now, but now I'm forced to make a choice. I'm forced to the point that I Have to confront the problem to move on with life. I have to make up my mind and heart. I can't hide in ambiguity any more. And pretences. And all the subconscious naivety.
So I can only beg for your understanding. I am sorry for imposing. I am sorry for lying. I am sorry for feeling this way. I am sorry that it will have to come to this. I am, more than you can ever begin to understand or know, deeply sorry.
Sorry.
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
