Sunday, 24 June 2012

The lies i told


  1. I am over you 
  2. i am happy
  3. i don't love you anymore
  4. i don't think about you at all
  5. i love my life
  6. i actually hate you  
So i told myself that i was over you, i wasn't at all. When the night falls, i think about the things you tell me. Well, although they were all lies i still want to hear it all over again. Tell me you still think about me. Tell me you still love me.  

I am not happy, not at all. How can i be happy when the one that makes me feel like i'm home had left. You make me feel so homesick. 

If i didn't love you no more i wouldn't think about the days we spent together and thinking it wasn't enough. It's like you made me fell and you didn't even pick me up.

How can i not think about you when i still have feelings for you? it's like a mixed feelings of love and hate. The love for making me so happy and the hate for making me believe in all your fucking lies. And when my phones vibrates i would be still secretly hoping it's you. The " i love you baby, goodnight " i receive at night these days wasn't from you anymore. It didn't feel the same. The feeling i get when i receive the texts wasn't how i feel like when i receive the ones from you.

Life.How can anyone actually love it? They say mistakes don't define you but to me it fucking does.
Why ain't i recognize by my good but being define by my flaws, my mistakes? People who say " Live for yourself and not for anyone else " do not know the real meaning of life. Life is only worth living on for someone you love. Well, i am considered lucky to have parents who actually love me dearly. But they don't understand the pain i'm living in. They don't know how it feels to be this empty at this young age. They think it's a passing phase in life to be heartbroken, to be filled with emptiness. No, the emptiness is going to haunt me forever. Nothing is going to change. 10 years down the road i will still be this miserable. It's still gonna be a part of me. And the problem lies with me, i'm not good enough for you not for anybody.

I hate you. This is one of the worst lies i had to convince myself to get the fuck over you. No i actually don't hate you. I hated me more than i could ever hate you. I hated me for believing everything you said. I hated myself for expecting so much. I hated myself for playing this game when i knew i'm gonna lose. 

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