*sigh*
sometimes i consider just giving up. i wonder if there is a point to anything at all, i wonder why i try and i wonder why i cry.
whats the point of all this pain? what's the point of this at all, why do i torment myself, do i even care anymore? i know i do, but it's hard to want something you can't have. it's hard to love someone who doesn't know what they want. it's hard to sit here and listen to them laugh, giggle, and do adorable things, and think about how beautiful she is. she's gone now, and i am starting to feel like she's gone for good, that she doesn't want me at all. I feel like no amount of my missing her and calling her is going to help her realize how much i miss her presence around me. every night i feel like a little more of me dies... i sit here hoping, but hope is fading fast. my candle is down to a small glow.. the flame is almost gone. i dont know if she'll try to rekindle it, or let it go out. perhaps i'll never know.
whats the point of all this pain? what's the point of this at all, why do i torment myself, do i even care anymore? i know i do, but it's hard to want something you can't have. it's hard to love someone who doesn't know what they want. it's hard to sit here and listen to them laugh, giggle, and do adorable things, and think about how beautiful she is. she's gone now, and i am starting to feel like she's gone for good, that she doesn't want me at all. I feel like no amount of my missing her and calling her is going to help her realize how much i miss her presence around me. every night i feel like a little more of me dies... i sit here hoping, but hope is fading fast. my candle is down to a small glow.. the flame is almost gone. i dont know if she'll try to rekindle it, or let it go out. perhaps i'll never know.