love you, my dear. ♥

love you, my dear. ♥

Sunday, August 30, 2009

hurtful words.

I'm upset, because apparently I'm a stalker for caring about someone. is it my fault that i want to wait for them and stay up for a while during the night? is it my fault that i don't want them to go to sleep because i want to talk to them? and honestly, is it really such a bad thing to be upset when they want to leave?

here's a hint: i think i kinda like you. do you get it now?

i kind of feel like a part of me has been removed now.. it feels slightly empty. it's hard to explain, that hurtful, lonely feeling in your gut.




- you know what? thinking back to this, i changed my mind. i don't care anymore.

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