Miss Lonely

The start of 2008 was on a high note.
Now it seems the ride on the giant drop has taken over.
The echoes of alerts from laptop, the ticking of the clock non-stop.
Missy Lonely in thoughts of many.

Somehow events and people have led her to some past.
The rights and wrongs, truth and lies.
The many should do's and not do's came back to mind.
Now leaving the unknowns to hands of self.

The unsaid but felt, the said but not felt.
To love or not to, to be or not to be with.
Realising that some just cannot be forgotten nor erased.
Those dear will remain special somehow.

If things are to happen for good, shall I or not?
Will hurt come along with wrong decisions?
The to-be-held-on or passing clouds to wave at.
Words hardly describe the ideals.

Left in a confusion.
Let time take over.
Hopes bring disappointments.
Living the days bring surprises?

Miss Lonely and her blabbers.