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Wednesday, July 21, 2010
@ 6:54 PM
Love is hurting me again,
Love is making me cry again.
It's aching in places that didn't ache before.
I say quietly to myself, Please.. Please let me be. Please stop hurting me.
The pain will eventually fade, but the next night, it haunts me again.
Sometimes I wish that there were such magical device like from the movie (Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind). Where you can erase the entire memory of one person you wish to delete. Like deleting his picture from your computer. Permanently. Even if that person made a big impact in your life, even for a short period of time, I want it gone. Unrequited love is the most cruelest love out there. I'm in love, all alone.
Here's the thing: Why do we question love? Love should be blunt and straight forward. If he loves you, he'll come back. He'll come back.... Or am I bullshitting myself? There goes the question mark again. I need to get myself out of this loop. I'm in love with a man who doesn't even keep in touch with me. I'm in love with a guy who, I'm pretty sure, doesn't think about me on a daily basis. Fuck.
Only because I miss the guy who was willing to drive so far to come see me.
Only because I miss the guy who told me he wanted to be with me.
The list goes on and on..
Love is making me cry again.
It's aching in places that didn't ache before.
I say quietly to myself, Please.. Please let me be. Please stop hurting me.
The pain will eventually fade, but the next night, it haunts me again.
Sometimes I wish that there were such magical device like from the movie (Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind). Where you can erase the entire memory of one person you wish to delete. Like deleting his picture from your computer. Permanently. Even if that person made a big impact in your life, even for a short period of time, I want it gone. Unrequited love is the most cruelest love out there. I'm in love, all alone.
Here's the thing: Why do we question love? Love should be blunt and straight forward. If he loves you, he'll come back. He'll come back.... Or am I bullshitting myself? There goes the question mark again. I need to get myself out of this loop. I'm in love with a man who doesn't even keep in touch with me. I'm in love with a guy who, I'm pretty sure, doesn't think about me on a daily basis. Fuck.
Only because I miss the guy who was willing to drive so far to come see me.
Only because I miss the guy who told me he wanted to be with me.
The list goes on and on..