I'm feeling tired. I guess. After staying at home the whole day other than updating my passbook. My rib's still in pain, especially when I take in quick, deep breaths but I guess I'll just continue on with the game on Sunday. I really want to blog about rafa's departure from Liverpool FC but I kinda don't have the mood to. The me of yesteryears would have penned down my thoughts immediately upon knowing the news. But I'm no longer the same me. Football is just a part of my life, no longer something THAT impt. I know what's my priority now. At least I know what I want the most, that's for certain.
Shd I have been happy with a single msg, hmmmm I wonder. At least it wasn't dead silence this time round. Well I gave my word tt I'd be just fine and happy. I wldn't say tt it's a lie for certain. Half of me knows tt I'm alr lucky to have had close to 2 mths of joy and blessing. And of course there's nothing to complain abt the current state of my life in almost every way. I'm really lucky already. However, the other half of my heart tells me that I'll never be happy with what's happening now and a part of myself is missing, somewhere. Will it be back? No prizes for guessing though haha. But I'm okay, I'm doing fine but probably not doing great. Not just yet I suppose.
A borrowed song this time haha. Oh well but it's a nice song for sure, quite apt too.
I was born in the arms of imaginary friends
free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been
then you come crashing in, like the realest thing
trying my best to understand all that your love can bring
oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
half of my heart takes time
half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
that I can't keep loving you
oh, with half of my heart
I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else
I made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself
lonely was the song I sang, 'til the day you came
showing me a better way and all that my love can bring
your faith is strong
but I can only fall short for so long
time will hold, later on
you will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heart
but I can't stop loving you
but I can't stop loving you
but I can't stop loving you with half of my heart
half of my heart's got a real good imagination
half of my heart's got you
half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
that half of my heart won't do
half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring
and half of my heart is the part of a man who's never truly loved anything
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