Of coarse, here I am again, feeling lonely and severely depress with everything that had just happened. I'm pretty sure he's alright. He seems to be alright on the phone, he kept it steady and stayed strong. I on the other hand, well...I didn't cry? But I wanted to. I want to cry so much where I would become dehydrated and would need to be rushed to the hospital and I would wake up with people surrounding my bed hoping and praying that I would get better. I really need someone right now, I need to cry this all out. I don't have my Moy anymore. I have no body now. Why does this feeling have to suck. Why did I even fall in love in the first place. Love is stupid, all you do is cry and get hurt. I really thought he was different from all the guys. I thought he was going to be the one. But how could he be the one when he just can't treat me right. He does some stuff which hurts me in ways he doesn't even know it's hurting me. It sucks because no one knows how I'm feeling. I feel stupid, hurt, ignorant and just naive. Naive for believing that love actually existed. Well, let me tell you. Love sucks. For all you loved-up-couples up there. Enjoy the moment cos most likely it's going to end bad. I know for now, everything will just be terrible for me. But one stranger said to me "Things will get better". I'm counting on those wise words the man said.
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