I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
Monday, February 8, 2016
6:29 PM
I just keep wondering about you and what you do and what you think about me now and about everything. Things change and people change so I guess feelings go away although circumstances have always remained the same. I don't know. I can't let go. (Yet?) I wonder everyday.
I keep thinking. About the truth behind what you say. About how genuine everything was. The purpose, the reasons for even caring for me or pretending to. Was it fun? Was it fun to be loved and cared for?
CNY today and while the occasion does kinda relate to me a little, it makes me all the more sad. I can never really celebrate such traditional, racial customs. Because I'm neither here nor there. There isn't so much of a feeling or understanding of it. I guess that's how you feel about religion. All the more I should just move on yeah? I really thought we'd make it how naive and foolish of me. Your choice isn't me. What a depressing thought. What a depressing reality.
Yes we live in a multiracial society, we live harmoniously. But the sad thing is, I don't think we'd ever be able to adapt to each others' lifestyles.