GOD, I MISS YOU
Truth be told, I wonder why it's taking so long for me to stop thinking about him. This sucks. Whatever it is, I know time will bring me along and it's either he would one day wake up into feeling the same way I feel for him, about me or I would find someone else, along the way, who would give me the relationship I want and fit in the criteria. Still, Whatever I do now, I think of him. When I'm eating, I see us sitting across each other in a calm cafe. When I'm getting ready, I tend to lie to myself that I have to dress nicely because he might be coming later. When I'm singing songs, even if it was written before I met him, I sing them to him. From miles away. When I check my phone, I don't want to see anyone else's text. I want it to be from him with the four heart shapes I put next to his name. When I log on facebook, I hope he's online waiting for me to come on just so he can talk to me. When I'm on twitter, I hope to see his tweets but of course, that would be nonsensical since I unfollowed him. Okay, well you people get the point. It's so irritating to be heartbroken. It's like having a rash, literally. The itches are like your temptations to check up on their updates, the scratching is like checking it up and the scars are like seeing the things you do not want to see, and knowing they're doing just fine while you're so damn heartbroken.
Ohh . I want this again . remember this drea bg for my birthday and now its gone . tercicir kat mana tah .
I want a boy who love me with his heart and give me this . I told myself one day some would give me this . yes . one day .
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