cold blooded

how could you go on doing something you've used to love doing if your passion for it dies? i find it hard to go on when my heart's not in it.

should i let go of it? or should i keep holding on? should i keep on believing on false hopes?

and it's hard to make up ones mind. we usually hope for something not certain of ever happening. it's time to say sorry, to say goodbye, and move on. moving on seems to be so easy, but how easy could it be if it's everything you've ever wanted?

starting off

i really don't know how to start this off. back in college, it was easy for me to get a blank piece of paper and a pen, and just start writing off. just write anything i could think of.

but now, it's just so difficult. if i were just back in college. what changed since then? did i let life's complexities cloud my judgement? sometimes, i don't even know myself.

i then remember something i wrote back in college. i wrote: "one writes to express, not to impress". ok, taking a deep breath, here goes..