Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Mood: poor quality red wine
Though I know it is going to hurt but I still feel like I want to rip you out of my heart. Yes, the pain will exist but only for short term... that is if I succeed in ripping you out once and for all.
This is not all your fault. If there is anyone to be blamed for this, I guess the person would be me. Hate to admit... but I guess there is no one else to blame. I am deceiving myself, yet, telling myself that I hate you makes me feel much better. I hate you.
I would rather you tell me immediately straight in my face that you don't like me now and would never ever like me in the future too. I would rather... at least that would make me tear you out faster. Do me a favour for friendship's sake... save me from this unpredictability you are causing me. I hate this mental torture you caused.
Though I know it is going to hurt but I still feel like I want to rip you out of my heart. Yes, the pain will exist but only for short term... that is if I succeed in ripping you out once and for all.
This is not all your fault. If there is anyone to be blamed for this, I guess the person would be me. Hate to admit... but I guess there is no one else to blame. I am deceiving myself, yet, telling myself that I hate you makes me feel much better. I hate you.
I would rather you tell me immediately straight in my face that you don't like me now and would never ever like me in the future too. I would rather... at least that would make me tear you out faster. Do me a favour for friendship's sake... save me from this unpredictability you are causing me. I hate this mental torture you caused.
what we could have been, 11:04 PM.
