@$%^&*^$@!

well, i certainly don't want to start a scuffle of temper here.
i now really well you wanted to address this matter all along.
you had all these in your mind, and it was before time you let this blow off your head.
and it was before time you tell the whole world how bad i really am.

it's rare for me to blog my problems up here,
but it's a big deal for me, for you to expose your discontend and condemning me that far.
it's a real big deal that i'm getting back here after a couple of months of absence just to blog about it.

it's a real big deal for me, and for once i teared in the shower just to think that i'm not able to defend my own line of accounts, because i know i'm in the wrong.
or at least, you feel all the fault's on me.
i'm freaking upset and i feel very lost.

yeah, i know.
i've been hitting the gym lately, which means i have a new routine besides meeting you everyday.
but it is just wrong for me to go there early in the morning?
i go there at 10 in the morning just to make sure i have enough time to work out and so, i would be able to meet you up as soon as possible.
that is, at 1.
i've been sleeping quite late, and sometimes my day starts at noon.
and i forgo my gym routine just to meet up with you, not only for one occasion, but for quite a number already.
am i wrong?
why not, you do all the travelling.
why not, you be in my shoes.
why not, i be you. and become so much of a princess to wait at home just for me to give you a visit.
it's easy talking, getting out at me all the time.
i don't need anything from you, all i need is a mere understanding.

and hey, sorry.
but i've not met up with anyone else, earlier than i do when i meet you.
what nonsense are you spurting.

and i know i promised i'd met you today.
and i stayed up for the soccer match.
but one thing you gotta know, i didn't catch a wink before the kick-off.
and it's all because of you, maybe not directly.
but i did it all for you.
maybe you might wonder what you did wrong.
you'll get to know it real soon.

you tell me not to be sad?
how can i not be.
i feel i have something to defend, and i'm doing it, all right.
i'm really upset, disappointed.
i've talked to you all about it all along, and now you're bringing this matter up.
you've been appreciative, but..
i don't know. i feel you could give so much more.

i'm in the wrong, that's obvious.
but that doesn't mean you're not, although it may be a little minor.