Feb 26, 2009 15:48
He didn't answer my message.
Last night, I just couldn't sleep. So I just texted him...asking for help.
'Cause God, I need help. And he...he has been my "help" all this time. And now he is just gone.
Of course he didn't answer me...His life is barely "perfect" and...I'm not a part of it anymore.
I am not the one who is making him happy. ._.
And that is killing me, because it's like someone has stolen my dream, but this stealer...he could fullfill it, and I just couldn't.
I should've escaped when I got my chance...
So I'd be at his side, so I wouldn't be here, feeling this pain. So I wouldn't be here, having nightmares and hard times to sleep.
So I'd be living my dream.
So I'd...
It has been 44 days.
44 days since the last goodbye.
fuck