born to endless nights till you shine
It was 3.37 in the morning. He sounded as if it was a torture talking to me, as if I'm the person he hated most in this world. And at the end of the line, I was silently crying. He hung up on me after a few minutes. "Whatever. Think whatever you like. You don't care anyway." 2 hours later, I was still crying. Trying to get some sleep and trying to get my fever down. But at that rate I was going, it wasn't working. I was just making things worse.
I know I've tried. I know I've been through a lot for the past year with him. I didn't once pushed it, I didn't once complained. It's painful. We have lived through many things. I'll hold on to his heart but I wouldn't be crying for anything. It's just too painful to be going through this right now. I was the one who initiated this; the so-called break-up. I don't even know being the other girl earned me the right to call it a break-up. But that was it. I just hope he forgives me.
Today deserve a whole new entry on its own.