Absence Of Good In Bye

what i see now others don't see.
what i don't see now others see.
i guess the eyes do see so subtly
all the complexities of the world
but at different time periods.

the best thinking has been done in solitude.
the worst though, has been done in turmoil.
but it sucks to know
that you've been straddling between the two
the whole time.

anyone can make a picture,
good or bad.
just pay for it in emotional turmoil.
that's the hardest part,
since doing the right thing usually entails pain.

being genuine, being naive..
what's the difference?
and now i'm forced
to make a decision.

damn,
solitude and turmoil shouldn't co-exist.

it's funny how hello always ends with a goodbye.
it's funny how good memories can make you cry.
it's funny how forever never really seems to last.
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forget your past.
it's funny how many lies can be packed in one
"love letter".
it's funny how one might contain so much regret.
it's funny how ironic life turns out to be.


worst of all, none of that's funny at all.
but it might be for the best.