I Care

Sometimes I really believe I'm destined to spend my life alone.

I don't like that, but I've come to accept it as the inmate on the death row learns to accept the reaper.

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For months now, I continued my ritual of visiting the few blogs that I've read for the past 1 year plus.

I'm not an evil person by nature. But I always feel this absurd heartache when I do that.

I'm not jealous of your happiness. And I'm not resentful of the fact that you are now surrounded by people who'll rush to catch you when you fall.

I'm only hurting because I now know more than ever, that our lives will probably never cross again.

"This is exculding ppl I have no wish to be in contact with anymore, ppl who have shown me evil, in face of kindness. "

I can only pray that you are not refering to me.

All the best to you, and take care, as I look on from afar.

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Sigh... I wonder what kind of trouble I'll get into for writing all that. But I'm relieved that I finally managed to put 3 months+ of bottled up feelings into writing.

Painfully weird how people can turn from friends to strangers so soon. But with me around, anything is possible, to my great regret.

What have I missed?

"You miss 100 percent of the shots you never take." - Wayne Gretzky