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We are done | 24/03/2011 | 12:10 am

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It hurts so much to be that mad at someone you used to be so closed to.
At someone you never wanted to give up, at someone you had been through with so much .
I believed in the good till the end, I wanted to be better than good and do things perfectlier than perfectly.
I wanted to be the one, who changes you. Wanted to be the big exception.
Today I even dont wanna talk normally on the phone with you. Even dont wanna see you.
I notice that we dont have anything in common.
I feel like I have lived the last few months with my eyes closed. Dont know where my mind was.
I regret telling you every single true word, which came from the deepest bottom of my heart, regret every single time i went out with you.
We are done.
I feel so ashamed for every single time I called you, for every single time you saw me crying.
And for the fact that i talked about you when i spoke about love.
We are done.

- from a very kind reader


3 comments

3 Comments:

I feel like I'm in this same situation. But I'm not ready to give up now. The 10% of the time that I feel happy with him is such happiness it may be worth the 90% of tears and sadness. I'm just hoping one day the proportions will even out and we'll be happy. Am I a fool for believing this??

By Blogger Kelsey, at 24 March 2011 at 01:26  

Yes. I know what you mean. My friends call me a fool, but it's okay. Follow your heart, love <3

By Blogger Yue Huan, at 24 March 2011 at 14:52  

Your not a fool if you have been true to yourself right?

He is the fool.

By Anonymous bel., at 4 April 2011 at 18:54  

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