Saturday, 26 February 2011
04:42:23 AM (GMT)
I love him.
I still love him.
So quickly it passed.
So swiftly it all faded.
I miss him even though I see him everyday.
How could he lead me on like that?
As of today, my cracked world is shattered.
As of February 25, 2011 I don't wanna be me.
I don't wanna be me at all.
He had no emotion in his voice.
No comfort in his eyes.
His beautiful brown eyes.
What did I do wrong?
Or was it something I didn't do?
He doesn't know how much it hurts.
How much he hurt me.
I don't hate him at all.
Infact, I still love him.
But, he doesn't love me.
I don't hate him, but if he were to cross my path right now, I'd spit on him.
I'd spit on him then turn away quickly to hide my tears.
The tears only he could have brought on.
Last edited: 24 March 2011