I haven't been on in a while. sorry. Summer homework. q:
My views have gone down.. Am I that bad? Ah well, I'm still here, updating like an idiot.
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School was finally done from that emotional breakdown, and well, Zayn. I was still shocked from the whole thing.
I really like you and it pains me to see you like this.
His words still lingered in my mind, like a moth to a dancing flame. Trapped. For a man of silence, he sure does have his moments. I wondered in confusion on how I should react in this situation. I thought about Leila who would hook up with him right away. Leila, I miss her, same with Matt... With all the depression I've felt today, I just smiled at the thought of them, as I continued riding my skateboard home. I came to a conclusion that I wasn't ready to trust guys enough for a relationship. Stupid me, why couldn't I have been normal. Why do people hate me so much.
I think too much.. And it just puts me in a bad mood. Luckily, I know the cure for this, it always helps me. Next thing I know, I started singing my favorite song by one of my favorite artists..
Give me love like her,
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone.
Paint splatted tear drops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go.
And that I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No I just wanna hold ya,
I paused for a second to look at the scenary around me. It was still winter, but it didn't snow. This is California after all. The trees, with leaves a golden-green color, whistled with the wind. Some leaves have fallen off their branch, doing loops in the air several times before falling on the ground. I moved forward only to hear the crisp-crunching sound from below me. Abandoned leaves laid before me, scattered all around. I started to develop a theory.
Hm. Leaves are like us.. They're all different and all came from their own backgrounds, or trees. The ones who fall and can't hold on any longer are tired of trying, tired of fighting for what they believe in. Because in the end, they always get hurt.. The leaves that stay on top though, they have an easy life. And although with the view they have on others, they can't seem to notice the problems of the ones below. They just look down upon them, and make fun of how they fall, how they are abandoned.
That would be me right there. Stepped on and made fun of. I sighed and started to skate on, continuing the song.
Give a little time to me, or burn this out,
We'll play hide and seek, to turn this around,
All I want is the taste that your lips allow,
My my, my my-y oh give me love,
My my, my my-y oh give me love,
My my, my my-y oh give me love,
My my, my my-y oh give me lo-
"I see you're a fan of Ed Sheeran." I got cut off with a familiar british voice, obviously a male.
I stopped my skateboard to talk to this person. Before I had responded, he went to my side, grabbed my hand and continued.
"Your voice is still lovelier than ever."
