I met my previous boss today.
His face changed.
He touched the bones sticking out on my shoulders and smiled.
He then said, "Girl, I love you like my own sister. Let me know who's doing this to you. I will take care of it. I got gang waaan."
So I laughed and said "Eh no la. I'm just sick. I told you right?"
He shook his head and said "Don't need to lie to me. I know you. You're bad at lying."
I just smiled and said "It's ok *beep beep* Thank you."
If only it's that easy.
If only when God made us, he also included a lifetime warranty for the heart he provided us with. Everytime it gets broken, we can get a brand new fresh one with no cracks.
If only it's that easy.
Tonight, at the stroke of midnight (or I foresee, MUCH earlier than that too) I will be a mess. Probably with terrible bengkak eyes, red runny nose, and a face that shouldn't be allowed to make an appearance in public. Probably hyperventilating with much difficulty in breathing. Probably with massive chest pain bordering on minor heart attack and stroke. Probably overdosing on pills. Probably with an already broken heart that's broken even more. Probably all of the previously mentioned. A complete, complete mess.
It's really not easy.
Meet me halfway
Right at the borderline
Where I'm gonna wait
For you
With an awesome black thing in one hand
and a jar of love in the other
meet me halfway