Friday, August 24
yes i cried the other day. im not a tennis ball you can just use and pass to people with your racquet, and when the ball flies out of your reach, you go for another ball and others didnt bother to pick the ball up because you dont feel like it. for all the while i tried to keep the game going, i beared with the pain and just pretended that i enjoyed being in the air.
and you had to stop swinging the racquet.
everything that ive endure with, all have been flushed down the drain. yet again, i tried to smile and told myself being on the ground is fun as well. i tried harder for you to play the game of tennis again but now you just said that i have betrayed you and threw me away. the onlookers of the game thought i was a problematic little tennis ball as well.
fine, from now on, how you play your game of tennis, its your business and i know more than well than to help you win
you blamed that its the opponent who is hitting me too hard and spoiling me. but who was the one who invited to opponent to a game of tennis?
the next day, you and your opponent became partners in tennis now and everything is over. seeing that you both are happy, i tried to forget about how you have accused me of being a lousy tennis ball.
then the next day you told me secretly that your opponent have been spying on you and taking down notes on how you play during tennis to win you.
its just too much for me to take.
im sorry, but i cant be your ball any longer.
and you had to stop swinging the racquet.
everything that ive endure with, all have been flushed down the drain. yet again, i tried to smile and told myself being on the ground is fun as well. i tried harder for you to play the game of tennis again but now you just said that i have betrayed you and threw me away. the onlookers of the game thought i was a problematic little tennis ball as well.
fine, from now on, how you play your game of tennis, its your business and i know more than well than to help you win
you blamed that its the opponent who is hitting me too hard and spoiling me. but who was the one who invited to opponent to a game of tennis?
the next day, you and your opponent became partners in tennis now and everything is over. seeing that you both are happy, i tried to forget about how you have accused me of being a lousy tennis ball.
then the next day you told me secretly that your opponent have been spying on you and taking down notes on how you play during tennis to win you.
its just too much for me to take.
im sorry, but i cant be your ball any longer.
rainy days never stay, 8:30 am.
