Private - Victim of love
It's not supposed to hurt this much. Daisuke said it would get better, that it would hurt less, grow number. But it hasn't. Every time... it feels like I'm ripping open my chest with a dull spoon. It hurts so much, so, so much. Why doesn't he love me?
...finally managed to stop crying. Don't know why I bother with this. Stupid, useless words that can't convey an ounce of what I feel, even to myself. To look at this you won't know that I spent half an hour or so sobbing hysterically and trying not to be heard.
I'm such a fool.
...finally managed to stop crying. Don't know why I bother with this. Stupid, useless words that can't convey an ounce of what I feel, even to myself. To look at this you won't know that I spent half an hour or so sobbing hysterically and trying not to be heard.
I'm such a fool.