The five minutes conversation!!
Saturday, March 18, 2006
I’m the kind of a person who always needs to share what she is feeling with others. I always have that need of talking whether I’m sad or happy. Especially if I’m happy. I feel I need to share my happiness with the whole world. Keep talking about the reasons of my happiness. In conclusion, I’m the kind who always needs to talk, though this is contradictory to what I actually do.
Whatever the reasons are, the case now is I’m having a bad need to talk, but I can’t, and I don’t know the reason for me not being able to talk about it.
It was less than a five minutes conversation, but that thing working in my head made a big story out of it. Couldn’t deny the feeling, but couldn’t admit it at the same time. My mind won’t be at ease without analyzing the whole thing, and knowing how did this feeling manage to get through.
I don’t like it. I don’t like that one sided thing. I feel I’m making a big deal out of nothing. That’s a fact unfortunately. However, can’t get the whole thing out of my mind. I’m having that five minutes conversation recalled in my mind all day long. Thinking of nothing except it. Nothing was said during it. But it meant a lot. Still, it’s all out of my imagination. Stupid me!
Whatever the reasons are, the case now is I’m having a bad need to talk, but I can’t, and I don’t know the reason for me not being able to talk about it.
It was less than a five minutes conversation, but that thing working in my head made a big story out of it. Couldn’t deny the feeling, but couldn’t admit it at the same time. My mind won’t be at ease without analyzing the whole thing, and knowing how did this feeling manage to get through.
I don’t like it. I don’t like that one sided thing. I feel I’m making a big deal out of nothing. That’s a fact unfortunately. However, can’t get the whole thing out of my mind. I’m having that five minutes conversation recalled in my mind all day long. Thinking of nothing except it. Nothing was said during it. But it meant a lot. Still, it’s all out of my imagination. Stupid me!
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