janini’s lair

something which you call attachment is a very dangerous thing.

one moment you’re blissful, next thing you know, you’re in waste land.

over tons and tons of moments shared together, trust is something that shouldn’t shatter in this relationship. and for u to build trust, integrity is the key.

chances are always chances. a promise is another thing. chances are sweet if they are cherished and respected. broken promises don’t make it so.

lies are lies no matter how u look at it. perspectivism doesn’t always seem to apply when u want it to be the case. lying while straightly looking at your eyes is the most deceiving thing that could poison what you have established.

it’s hard to see that you are again approaching another dead end. but I guess that it’s a thousand times better than wallowing in misery and turning a blind eye.

sometimes, the only one who really care about yourself is yourself. the only one who could look after your welfare is the one that stares back at you when you face the mirror. and the best starting point would be to know your worth.

the process of unlearning is the hardest process there is to learn. and in such process, detaching what was attached could never be so easy.

I am not sure where to begin…for I just found myself n the same spot where I was in more than a year ago when I was still grieving.
Tears well up but I’m just too stubborn to let them go…
A heart shouting from pain is still a heart drenched in blood.

Where could I have gone wrong to face the same misery.
Still the same words…still the same feelings…
Its hard to be lost in a damp cold world.
Yet its a thousand times worse to be lost within yourself.

For I could pretend no more…and I could feign no longer.
These tears betrayed me as my smile fades.
For when I looked back I saw the same alley.
Dark and cold, I frustratedly set forward.