certain things are irreversible, unrepeatable.

i am the way i am cos i'm still your be. stubborn as ever. cold hearted as always. we cant anticipate change, but if change can bring us to where we are now, we werent as strong as we thought we were. the love you gave me was like a pretty crystal ball... and over time, i found cracks.. some of it could be mended, some couldnt. when it got too ugly, w my princess tantrum i threw it away, shattering it so bad it couldnt be pieced back even though i cried and regretted. till now, nothing fixes it... unless you promise me another crystal ball. will you?

nv thought of describing it that way, and it does sound childish. but it makes sense.

i love the way my heart speaks to me now.