been living with the imaginery you.
yes.
maybe since a long time ago, it've been like that.
afterall, you treated me like a fling.
or am i being too crude to say that?
i received this big bomb and to tell you the truth, it's painful inside. maybe not painful ; it;s fucking painful. yes. been yonks since i used the word fuck. but in this context, that's the best word to describe how it feels even though it sounds vulgar.

you mean the world to me.
seriously yes. for this 2years plus coming to 3. it's sad to know that's all i'm worth in your eyes.
i may be chatting to you as per normal, but to say the truth, the pain never subsides, it's still around. everytime when it's getting better, somehow, you'd throw something back to me.
i aint feeling better.
for now, i'm simply forcing myself not to bother. or am i too used to it?


i used to think you're the first.
but not anymore.

i admit i do hate you sometimes but, inside, i know i still care quite abit, if not alot.
but life prolly brighten up a little if i force myself not to bother about your existance.

yes. force.


it's scary to know that the things you said, the things we used to do, turns out to be nothing but facade.

yes.

fallacy

been living with the imaginery you.
yes.
maybe since a long time ago, it've been like that.
afterall, you treated me like a fling.
or am i being too crude to say that?
i received this big bomb and to tell you the truth, it's painful inside. maybe not painful ; it;s fucking painful. yes. been yonks since i used the word fuck. but in this context, that's the best word to describe how it feels even though it sounds vulgar.

you mean the world to me.
seriously yes. for this 2years plus coming to 3. it's sad to know that's all i'm worth in your eyes.
i may be chatting to you as per normal, but to say the truth, the pain never subsides, it's still around. everytime when it's getting better, somehow, you'd throw something back to me.
i aint feeling better.
for now, i'm simply forcing myself not to bother. or am i too used to it?


i used to think you're the first.
but not anymore.

i admit i do hate you sometimes but, inside, i know i still care quite abit, if not alot.
but life prolly brighten up a little if i force myself not to bother about your existance.

yes. force.


it's scary to know that the things you said, the things we used to do, turns out to be nothing but facade.

yes.

fallacy