why i named my blog bitter roses && paper hearts? because, all these times, I've been very bitter, considering the fact that I've just gotten up from a past love, and I guess I am not strong enough to have the courage to face reality. Bitter roses because my heart has become bitter for the moment, and paper hearts because my heart is now like a paper. In reality, papers don't feel anything in particular, that's what I'm pointing out.
I've been lonely for all these times, having feelings of non-existence, and my heart has gone cold, weary, and very exhausted. But still, it is way too impossible for me to love again. Maybe in the future I'd get over it, but not for now. The wound is just way too fresh for me to move on with life and find a new love again. They say that "in order to get over a man, you must find a new one." But that is not easy for me. How can I possible find a new one, when my heart is not open to that kind of thing as of the moment?
Call me numb or what, but I'm pointing out what I'm feeling right now. It's hard alright, at such a young age. Sometimes I wished that love never existed. But then, if love didn't exist, can you picture out how the world would eventually look like? Dull, right? That's how a paper heart kinda look like.
There are times that I've wished to turn back time, and to put a strike through over those mistakes that I've made. But it's way too silly for a human being to put a strike through over their mistakes. You can't even erase a mistake, can you? But of course you can, if you try your best not to make any mistake anymore.
Just like a pencil. We all need to face sharpening in order for us to become better persons. We have erasers, in order for us to correct the wrongs of yesterday. An eraser for us to use to erase wounds, and get over it. And lastly, we need to be in other persons hand too. For us to be mold into something better. And that person is God.
Some of you might disagree, but this is my point of view, this is how I felt, and this is what I'm feeling. Every time I think of love, PAIN itself appears immediately in my mind's eye. Silly but true. Once you get hurt, you would learn how to be careful. But if you were once changed by love, then once again, love will change you at the right time, in it's time.
I've been lonely for all these times, having feelings of non-existence, and my heart has gone cold, weary, and very exhausted. But still, it is way too impossible for me to love again. Maybe in the future I'd get over it, but not for now. The wound is just way too fresh for me to move on with life and find a new love again. They say that "in order to get over a man, you must find a new one." But that is not easy for me. How can I possible find a new one, when my heart is not open to that kind of thing as of the moment?
Call me numb or what, but I'm pointing out what I'm feeling right now. It's hard alright, at such a young age. Sometimes I wished that love never existed. But then, if love didn't exist, can you picture out how the world would eventually look like? Dull, right? That's how a paper heart kinda look like.
There are times that I've wished to turn back time, and to put a strike through over those mistakes that I've made. But it's way too silly for a human being to put a strike through over their mistakes. You can't even erase a mistake, can you? But of course you can, if you try your best not to make any mistake anymore.
Just like a pencil. We all need to face sharpening in order for us to become better persons. We have erasers, in order for us to correct the wrongs of yesterday. An eraser for us to use to erase wounds, and get over it. And lastly, we need to be in other persons hand too. For us to be mold into something better. And that person is God.
Some of you might disagree, but this is my point of view, this is how I felt, and this is what I'm feeling. Every time I think of love, PAIN itself appears immediately in my mind's eye. Silly but true. Once you get hurt, you would learn how to be careful. But if you were once changed by love, then once again, love will change you at the right time, in it's time.
