life is wonderful, yes it is. but sometimes i just dont understand why i am always the one who gets hurt by love. no matter how hard i tried, or how happy i am at first, ill end up brokenhearted. from one person to the other, all i gave is my heart, my love. why must i face this situation numerous times ? its fucking difficult for me to move on after a heart broke, i kept saying to myself to be strong just moved on. i never blame the guys for this. maybe it is just my fate that ill end up that way. most of the times, i get jealous. jealous of those with a happy love life. jealous of the laughing pills they had. it is so depressing to lead a life like this but i am not the kind who is so desperate for a guy. ill wait. wait and wait and wait for the perfect one to come.
dear love,
where are you ?
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