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8/30/2007
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An Excerpt from A Confusion by Alexandra Bongcac
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An Excerpt from A Confusion by Alexandra Bongcac:
"Sometimes
I get tired and I thought I could rest my thoughts in serenity but my
eyes kept me awake in my bed. Nothing to stare at but total oblivion
and nothing in particular to think about but what life holds for me at
present. Its weird when you get accustomed to your life partner you
could not imagine how life would be without him. Like a soul without a
body or a map without roads, theres no telling where to go, only an
endless loop of bewildered goals, disoriented existence with no
definite purpose for being.
Ive
felt like that and I feel like that now. I wonder why love does this to
us or why we allow ourselves such ordeal. If love makes us blind am I
to be one of those who refuse to see?
My
life force has been drained out of me that what I have left is only
enough to keep my lungs breathing air into my body. What good is the
relationship when one has his love withered away with the circumstance?
What is my reason for staying now when he has extinguished his amber
for me?
Im
like a corpse waiting to be disposed of, incarcerated in a pyre of
angst and revenge. My flesh can only take so much of it because when I
perish I shall only exist in what little memory he has left of me. Only
if his heart still remembers."
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