Saturday, 26 March 2011
Heartbroken. Maybe that's why I'm so scared of love.
I tend to give my heart way too easily without really thinking it over. Hell, even vet's more mature than me in this aspect. Even though she thinks way too far (xD), at least she gets over it super quickly. At least she doesn't waste her time thinking about all the ways it could be possible. I'm a stupid, foolish, MORON.
You don't even notice, or seem to care that I exist. You're never gonna be there when I need you. Even if I struggle to bring down my wall in front of you so that you could see who I really was, you wouldn't spare me a second glance. And I'm tired of waiting for you to pay attention to me. I'm sick of dropping hints, exhausted from acting like some kind of lovesick puppy.
What did I see in you? I've been thinking through that question for a while now, and I just realised something.
I don't even know why I'm attracted to you. Isn't that amusing?
Someone told me once that everyone has to go through many times of heartbreak before they can truly find a love worthy of their effort. So I'm going to just take this experience as being one step closer to the person I'm meant for, if he even exists in the first place. & Even if he did, why would he care anyway? I'm worthless. (:
Time to erase some memory data. At least it's the first step to becoming normal again.