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Another woman is between you and I, you treat her as a friend while I treat her as an enemy. She’s not your enemy because she’s pretty, (lots of people think that she’s a beauty) yet she’s my enemy because she seems to be.
Another woman treats herself as a princess, the centre of the world and the queen of queens. I’m a princess too, but I never accuse people who I don’t know so easily. I realize that I can’t be correct every time, and I pay attention on others’ ideas. Another woman however is always correct, she thinks that she holds the truth, always, and you make her thinks so. She’s not eloquent in the sense she doesn’t need to argue to be right, oh my god, she’s always right, is she miss right?
I don’t have any affair with another woman, but she hates me. This indignation came from nowhere somehow hurts me, you, my dear one, at the moment said that you understood what she meant. Sometimes you indirectly subconsciously defend her, this hurts me too, darling. I’m just so easily to be hurt.
Another woman is a perfectionist not because she’s perfect, but she may secretly think that she’s morally admirable. If you don’t stand in a line with her, you are wrong, and she hates you. Don’t ever try to add NO on her YES, she’s born to be harsh, to those give her opportunities, praises and love. She dances with three legs and never falls.
I don’t care who another woman is, but I care whenever you speak up for her. You are trying to deny her role of being an “another woman”, the more you are trying to prove there’s nothing more than friendship between you two, the more confused I got to be.
You complain about how she treats you unreasonably and harshly, she thinks she could make you do whatever for her, for she is your special one. She throws temper at you when you are not at the faulty side, however you never fight back, you ended up with apologies and she won again.
I hate another woman’s presence affect our peace, I have enough reason to hate her, she is important to you yet you keep denying her importance, can’t you just be honest to yourself? This kind of people never realized that they have asked too much from others. They are lucky, because there are people like you always indulge them, you are co-existing with “another woman”.
viviangore
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1 Comments:
even tho 'co-exist' in itself doesnt mean anything more than 'existing at the same time', i cant help feeling sick to hear u putting me & her together. u know there's no one else tt i want more other than u.
perhaps i shld say tt i sympathise, more than i understand her. or rather, i know wad she's talking abt. tat's all. u & i share a different kind of understanding. it is empathy. i feel it in my heart, not with my mind. simply becoz u & i have more experiences in common, and we both perceive certain feelings in the same way.
u are correct tt i shld stop denying & own up to her role as being 'more than a fren', & tt i've always been giving in. baby, i'm sorry for all the pain tt i've caused..
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