[emo trip: sad, cried out, a deflating balloon flying around the room.]
im not looking for sympathy, get lost while you still can.
again i come to the question; why do we always do this to ourselves? i really am truly sorry. we knew and yet we didnt. it's hard for me to explain. i take back my word; right now, i am truly sick of crying.
thought of taking a break. would it be better or worst?
up and down up and down. that's all i ever seem to be doing. im saying too much and doing too little. im just so so tired. go back to the red sofa and weep. frightened her but it's okay. something we all have to get use to.
truth is, i love you. i miss you no matter how many times i see you in a week. i dont want this to just fade. i dont want it to be any different. i dont show it, but still you know it. some advices i should have taken but i didnt. ahhh, the confusing world that i build in is enough to screw anyone's mind.
mistakes are something i shall try to rectify. i want to make this better, nothing else.
the smses were cut short, i had nothing in mind to tell you anymore. i just want to hug you and be in your arms. sort this out together and let's be happy once again. you remember when we were like that no? restart the counter and make believe as if tomorow was day one. shy me, happy you. we're far away from that.
i want to make this all go away.
yes please. never have i wanted something so badly.