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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Crossing boundaries and sharp nails. Yikes.
There's nothing left in me other than pure anger, and confusion. And others you should know by heart. Not only is Lysander persistently, annoyingly following me around claiming his true love for me (yeah, right), Demetrius is in the ring now too. This is mockery at it's finest ! I don't find this the least bit amusing at all. Oh, so they have a Plan B now ? Save it all. Sure, I still do love Demetrius. That whenever I see his smile, which can probably melt the whole antarctic ice cap, it sends my heart to heaven. That I would always wish upon the dead stars to be stuffed inside his rotten heart, forever. But this, this is too much. I don't wish to be in this game you play. Can someone please press the 'forfeit' button ?

Hermia, ah, Hermia. Was she a part of this too ? Why, fair Hermia ? Sharp pains channels through my fingers at the thought of that. Was our friendship just nothing to you ? You're acting just like the rest of them boys. How can you take this so lightly ? But ah, I'm to blame huh ? Whatever did I do ? I was never a part of this, neither was I the mastermind of this cruel plot. I don't want to resort to violence, fair maiden. I believe, despite the acts we've been displaying lately, that we can solve this in a mature, civilized way.

So many questions left unanswered, accompanying my dreams tonight. I'm sure these thoughts aren't meant for my mind to ponder, but my heart to answer. Only now have I realized, how complex this machine is. The machine God created for us to love - the heart. Aren't you just anticipating how this is all going to end ?

Infinite X's and O's

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