i cant help but teared once again.
my brother is right.
everyone should read it.
it make you realise how you should treasure the people around you.
it make you reflects on yourself, on your action towards others.
most importantly, it leaves you feeling sad.
it will leave you in a state of what ifs??
I hate reading it. yet, i cant resist the temptation of reading it?
Why?
What am I thinking?
life is tragic.
a short paragraph adapted from the blog...
"Tears me to see the Black Knights flying,
the guys in smart uniforms . . . .
I can't seem to find the black Knight
signatured posters you gave me
when you were helping out at the Air Show.
Sorry, i should have kept them well urgh i hate myself.
Still have the Black Knight tee you got me though.
I remembered you telling me how awesome it is to be part of it.
All the stunts name you memorised.
Your precious signatured poster by all the 5 men,
with your name on.
How proud you were then . . ."
never would i have thought that The Black Knights,
something everyone is so excited about could be heart-wrenching for someone to watch.
it hurts looking at someone, someone whom i don't even know, getting depressed by every small little things happening around her.
Albeit the simplicity in langauge,
her blog is an apt and an honest description of her feelings.
Hope that things will get much better for her.
Yet, What hurts the most was being so close.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do
