Tuesday, March 1, 2011

pencil & eraser.

i used to have a pet. it was a cat.

as a matter of fact i used to have pet cats at different times, and they all went away. someone told me that cats especially and animals generally knew when their times are up and they go some where else to pass on/away.

someone dear sent me this a couple of days ago:

Pencil: I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)


today i heard the news that she has been transfered away!

i dont know if it was those cats or it was my heart,
everytime they went away, they leave enomours hole in my heart.
i m sorry if u find me cold.
eversince, i have became stone cold!

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