Jan 16, 2008 15:29
The human hearts.
You never know.
There is a reason why I distance from it years ago.
Call it self-defence.
In a span of days, I've seen hearts of odds and sizes, shapes and colors.
Some came warm and sincere.
Some came bright and cheery
Whereas some came masked.
To Uncle Marc, Shao Ann and Tin,
Thanks for the sincerity.
You keep me sane.
You have proved,
there is still hope.
That your love is for a friend, as a friend.
And to friends who sent your messages.
I thank you for your care and concern.
As for hearts who came masked, I say to you.
There is no gossip you can gather.
And there is no vulnerability you can take advantage of.
Because this is the worst kind.
To inflict a wounded with another.
I will be fine.
And so I shall set forth.
To pick up my steps.
I walk.
With a smile.