Splender - I Think God Can Explain
Theres a lot of things I understand,
And theres a lot of things,
That I don't want to know.
But youre the only face,
I recognize, its so damn sweet of you,
To look me in the eyes.
Its all right, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain,
I believe Im the same,
I get carried away
Its alright, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain
Im relieved, Im relaxed,
Ill get over it yet,
The scent of vaseline,
In the summertime,
The feel of an ice cube,
Melting over time,
The world seems bigger than both of us,
Yet it seems so small,
When I begin to cry.
Its all right, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain,
I believe Im the same,
I get carried away
Its alright, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain
Im relieved, Im relaxed,
Ill get over it yet,
Im so much better than you guessed,
Im so much bigger than you guessed,
Im so much brighter than you guessed.
Its all right, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain,
I believe Im the same,
I get carried away
Its alright, Im o.k.,
I think God can explain
Im relieved, Im relaxed,
Ill get over it yet,
Ill get off of your back,
I think God can explain.
I think God can explain.
I think God can explain.
How can she be so sure that she is ok when she sat on the couch, in tears? She was so bored of this occasion happening again and again. She just had this very same heart shattering experience 3 months ago.
The heartbreak, can she take it anymore?
She was tired, so full of it that she wanted to spit it all out. She felt life was never fair. She wondered why it all happened to her.
Isn't it easier if they never met in the first place? There's no problem of forgetting him and just deleting his phone number will be extremely easy. Why did their friend introduced them on the weekedn trip? Wasn't it easier if they don't read from the same author and just clashed ideas? Why?
Jee cried her heart out. It was difficult not to. She kept her other side hidden. Apart from that funny, clumsy and happ-go-lucky Jee, she was easily distraught by the thought of being alone.
All she needed was a friend to talk to. She missed her bestfriend a.k.a her ex boyfriend. They used to talk about so many things but not now anyways.
When she looked at Vix, there was a pinch of jealousy that she felt deep down inside. She looked at the gifts from Vix's boyfriend and cannot help but wonder, what about her? She is not getting any younger.
Everyone is getting occupied with their significant other that she had to spent more time alone. No more hanging out with girlfriends or night outs with her closest of friends. She hated the thought. She hated the fact that one day, she is going to end up spending time with her own breaking heart in her room; while everyone is celebrating some kind of occasion with their sweethearts.
The last guy she went out it...well, it kinds of falling apart. She cannot confirm anything whether that guy chickened out or he needed space. She just couldn't say anything.
And this morning she woke up with a dreadful feeling. Despair, wrath and infuriation all mixed up in one black concoction that made her even angrier. What about her? Why was she all alone? She needed a companion too. Why can't she have one?
She thought all these while pleading to God; she knew she should not ask these questions but she just can't help herself.
At the very back of her mind, she recalled that 'If God closes one door, another door will open for you.' With that, she wiped away her tears, picked up a book and continued sipping her coffee. She had no strength to smile.
She fell asleep with blotchy eyes, dreaming of a happy place where she might have a glimpse of The One.
