Sunday, December 25, 2016

2 months 2 days 20 hours.

It's been that long. And I'm still in love. It might be wrong. And maybe he's not in love anymore, with me. All I want is to be loved and to feel worthy of someone's attention and time. 

Merry Christmas.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Of Broken Hearts.

So it has come to this. 

Pain really does put things in perspective. You look back and then you see small signs, subtle signs that should've set alarms off. Admittedly, I chose to ignore them because I chose to believe that love would conquer all.

I was wrong. I realized that love is never enough. Never. 

I've let myself down for so long, I don't know how I can trust my judgment again. It has failed me miserably. I have failed myself miserably.

I am heartbroken. I can literally feel my heart contract and release, constantly reminding you that you live, you feel. 

I need to pull myself together. I will not be crazy about this. I can do this. I can get through this. 

Love. Tsk. Hell.