FUCKING HEARTACHE.
ITS A WASTE OF MY TIME AND ENERGY HOPING FOR IT TO HAPPEN.
"WE'LL MEET FEBRUARY." SURE, OKAY. THEN YOU WENT TO MEET ANOTHER PERSON. "OOHH. MEET MY NEW BOYFRIEND."
IT'S LIKE A TERRIBLE SLAP IN THE FACE, THEN SLATHERING IT WITH DOG SHIT.
I MADE IT CLEAR. SO EFFIN' CRYSTAL CLEAR THAT I'M INTERESTED IN YOU. YET THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS.
I PUT UP WITH YOUR WHIMS, I PUT UP WITH YOUR LITTLE ANNOYING TICKS. I PUT UP WITH YOUR STORMY EMOTIONS. I TRIED TO LOVE THOSE TRAITS. AND I SUCCEEDED IN LOVING IT.
A TERRIFIC CONVERSATIONALIST - SAME INTERESTS - PASSIONATE FOR THE THINGS I ALSO AM PASSIONATE FOR. THAT'S WHAT MAKES IT ALL THE MORE PAINFUL. PARTING WITH THOSE LOVELY LITTLE TRAITS THAT IS HARD TO FIND IN AN INDIVIDUAL.
MAYBE I SOUND CRAZY AND OBSESSED BUT THAT'S WHAT I AM. MAYBE I JUST PUT MYSELF EMOTIONALLY TOO DEEP. BUT I CAN'T HELP IT. THAT'S HOW IT IS. THAT'S HOW I AM.
I'VE SUCH FEELINGS FOR YOU. I CAN'T LEAVE IT. I HAVE TO SEVER THIS.
GOD HATES IT; DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T. IT WAS NICE KNOWING YOU. EVEN SAYING THE PREVIOUS SENTENCE IN MY HEART WAS PAINFUL.
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