Perhaps we were never meant to be.But 10 years down the road, And if you would ask yourself about us , you can never know the answer. Cause you didn't give this love a chance . Ask yourself, how can you tolerate such childish behaviour for months. Yes, Months . Listen , ask yourself . Cause for all I know , I'm waiting very much patiently here , for you to come back to me. Cause all I asked for is just one more chance for us to make up the past that was thrown away meaninglessly. I wanna walk down this road with you. Not aimlessly. I want our relationship to be abundant. I know, like it or not , i have to face the music.Accept whatever's done. But if you were right here in my place , would you huh ? I loved you so much , I cherished our relationship , but in the end , reality slapped me hard right in my face . Without knowing , it was you , the person I respected and love, who tortured me with the ugly truth . Many at times, I felt like giving this dream up. This dream that I'm very sure will never come true , but , that's what hurts the most . Hit me like a ton of bricks .
if you think im not worth it for you to stay, don't turn around & just leave.
Some of us remember the moment, where it was, why it happened. Others remember the exact day it happened, what we were wearing, and exactly where we were standing.
But we all remember the moment our hearts slipped off our sleeves, and broke like glass into hundreds of broken pieces as it hit the ground.
At that second, love no longer was forever, and we knew we’d never think it was again.
i suddenly found myself wishing that people wore their feelings on their sleeve. i wish that it didn’t have to take much to figure out another’s mind or their intentions. i am truly tired of never-ending guessing games, where nothing is for sure and certain and everything else is up for speculation.
i wish people spoke their minds like they spoke their sugarcoated white lies. i wish people actually say the things that are on their minds. i wish people didn’t feel the need to dress everything up and make it sound pretty.
give it to me raw, please. i’d rather know the truth than walk in a lie.
i really don't wish to see his face again. i really don't want to.
& i mean it when i say, don't expect me to talk to him.
even if he apologises, i still won't care.
cause a 'Sorry' can never take away the pain i went through.
period.
All I’d ever wanted was to forget. But even when I thought I had, pieces of those lost memories kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.
I often think about what it would be like if none of this ever happened. If we hadn’t met each other, and we continued to live our lives without ever encountering each other.
I used to wish for it, but I no longer do because that would mean I would be without the memories we made together.
They’re all I have left.
You're a chapter in the past now. But i'm not going to close our book. I'm just turning the page over.
at times, i feel like a heartless person. emotionless, so cold. but i knw im not heartless. i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. every sec, every min of the day. my heart is in the middle of a warzone. it's battling real hard with my conscience. no other casualties, but me. this is the worst battle ever; having to choose between what i know and what i feel. like an excerpt taken from Memoirs of a Geisha, it says, “I don’t think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it."
i really don't know what to feel.
disappointment from a person you love is easily one of the worst things to go through. it’s forgivable when you care, and you can move on. but when it repeatedly happens, a breaking point is reachable. it hits you suddenly, there is no going back from it. no amount of apology brings it back to being okay.
sometimes you’re not mad at the person at all.
sometimes, you’re just done.
the thing about addiction is, it never ends well. agree? because eventually, whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good, and starts to hurt. still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom. but how do you know when you are there? because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse.
but ironically,
im going to smile and make you think im happy, im going to laugh, so you don’t see me cry, im going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me- im still going to smile.
im resorting to the cold turkey treatment.
goodbye , sweetlove of my life.