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♥ Sunday, October 25, 2009
11:21 PM

I am almost certain now that no one visits my blog. Afterall, it's been dead for more than a year now. If you still visit this site, you must really have no life.

and with that, Here I go with my random chants and rambles.


dear boyfriend,
are we still together?
I dont understand what's going on.
I don't understand why things are so hard.
I don't understand why you can't see my love yet I'm still her waiting and hoping you'd see me.
Hoping that you'd Come back.
Hoping that you won't leave.
I've been putting up a hell of a brave front.
I've been pretending i'm ok.
I've been acting like I'm happy.
But deep down,
wait, You don't even have to go deep down to see.
Just scrape off the surface and you'd see how broken I am.
How broken I've become.
I can't act like somethings wrong.
Mummy will worry.
And there's already so much on her plate.
I've been stupid.
I banged my head on the floor.
I cut myself.
I ran infront of a cab.
I smoked.
All in a matter of a day since you told me those dreaded words.
'i'm giving up'
I'm lost.
I'm confused.
You keep saying I'm dependent on you.
But that's exactly it.
It's not dependence.
I don't need you.
I want you.
I just want you a little too much.
So much that it hurts because you can't see me..
You can't understand me.
And you obviously don't want me as much as I want you.
It saddens me deeply to think you could leave me so broken.
It hurts me to think of all the promises you broke.
You want the best of both worlds and
you're not willing to compromise one bit.
What do I do to make you see?
What can I say to make you understand?
I do t want anyone else.
I only want you.
Baby, don't you see?...
You can't Juts expect me to be able to leave you alone.
You can't expect me to be standing tall just because you asked for a break.
I've been with you for 506 days.
Day in, day out.
You are always on my mind.
You are always there even when you're not.
For over a year, you were my all.
You were my life.
How am I suppose to give you up just like that?
How do you expect me to be strong when you're leaving me?
Again?
You made me believe in love.
You made me trust in love.
You made me have faith that with love, everything will be ok.
That no matter what comes our way, we'd face it together.
But you're leaving me now.
You want to be alone.
You are leaving me behind.
You're breaking me apart.
I can't do this baby.
I want you so badly.
I need to know that you're there.
I need to know.
You saying that you feel like you can't commit, shatters everything for me.
You were always the strong one.
The one who convinced me our love will last.
But you going against your words is making me crazy.
Why are you doing this?
How can you do this?
Have you really stopped loving me?
Am I such a bad gf?
I'm a girl bby.
I want attention.
The kind you use to give.
These days,I feel ignored.
Neglected.
I feel like I'm at the bottom of the list and everything that is anything is put above me.
I feel like I'm only wanted when there isn't anything/anyone left.
I know you can be so much more...
I know you can...
But you keep saying you can't.
What happened?....
You just don't want to do you?
I've seen him coming back.
So naturally at times.
He visits.
But never stays.
I miss him.
More than you'll ever know.
More than you can ever understand.
But even if he doesn't come back anymore,
I'm starting not to care.
So long as I have you near.
So long as you stay with me.
Stay with me.

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