collision!!!!!!!!

I love and hate you
At the same time
I need you, dont need you
Is that such a crime

I wouldnt walk down the road
To say goodbye
I couldnt give you up
To some other --y
I wouldnt do anything
That you asked me to
But you know
That its true
I still love you

I want you to help me
To make up my mind
I need you to hear me at least
Some of the time

I wouldnt blame you
If you had to go away
I couldnt stand to live
Like this another day
But I would sell my soul
To get you back today
Cause you know
That its true
I still love you


And you know
That its true
I still love you

Seasons of my life

This was a few days ago. i gave a post i gonna quit the blog:i had this feeling the very moment, Had I written this blog at that point of time it would have been a real tear jerker! Some thing came up and I did not get a chance to write it. I started thinking, will I be able to write it to the same extent after im soothed. I don’t think so.

Why is it that when we are happy we do not recall how bad our past was? And when we are sad all the past memories become fresh. It seems like I have been sad for long enough to remember the last best thing that happened in my life. And now I don’t even know if I am sad or happy. I guess the worst part of the day is when I am all by myself.

I tried doing some new things to keep myself busy but at least for a few minutes I try to think what I am doing with my life and it all comes back. Actually my life is not that bad. I had worst moments before and to my surprise I handled them well. But when ever some thing new comes up, it feel so hard, everything comes to a stand still, and questions my ability to handle the situation.

Can I handle the seasons of my life? I am good at handling the good ones like accomplishments (obviously). I am slowly mastering the bad ones but every other hit seems like a bigger one. I know there is much more to face in life and this is just the beginning. Some thing which has not happened yet should not hurt you but the thought that my today’s decisions are going to shape up my future is scary.