SHE, my love

She may be the face I can't forget,
A trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or
The price I have to pay.

She may be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a
Heaven or a hell.

She may be the mirror of my dream,
A smile reflected in a stream,
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell.

She who always seems so happy in a crowd,
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud,
No one's allowed to see them
When they cry.

She may be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past,
That I remember till the day I die.

She may be the reason I survive,
The why and wherefore I'm alive,
The one I'll care for through the
Rough and rainy years.

Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be.
The meaning of my life is she.

Charles Aznavour just sang my life. I love this song a lot. & if any Singapore Idol contestants decides to slaughter any more songs, it better not be this one.
Nobody would understand what the hell I am going through now. Right, to be fair, my life isn't that bad really. However, I just felt that many things are not going my way, and its making me sad.

For example,
- Mt favourite goal keeper, David Seaman is not playing in the worldcup anymore.
- Rahima Rahim got into the top 28 of Singapore Idol.
- Gayle didn't get in.
- I am having holidays while most of my friends are not.
- I was betrayed by an acquaintance.

I was betrayed by this acquaintance I knew for about one month or a little bit more. It doesn't really matter about how long we knew each other. Now the gigantic problem is that I'll have to face her. How can I do so? I know how to draw lines between friends and not-yet-friends. Now that this happened, I will never trust acquaintances anymore. Maybe I wronged her, I hope I do.