Another long and lonely night
If you had to choose...
between someone you claim you love and a convenient accomodation.
Which would you choose?
Today, someone made a choice, and he was damn sure about it, without a doubt, that it will be accomodation.
--
Imagine, if you were the one, who asked the question, only out of pure curiousity...
You think, or so you thought, that the person would understand you well enough to know that you wouldn't really force upon such a difficult choice and it's completely out of your character to do so.
You asked, just because you wanted to know your real worth and how much you are really treasured. Nothing more than that.
--
Today, I realise, I might be something lesser of value and importance than accomodation in itself.
I'm not sure why.
Why am I not worthy.
Why would anyone with a heart make such a choice. I'm a human afterall and accomodation is just a physical state.
A part of me shattered into a million pieces.
Yet another long and lonely night ahead.
Maybe I should lock this space up again. Like I locked my heart for a really long time. This thin line is driving me crazy. I try not to think about the questions that go though my head all the time
I don't understand my inadequacy in words spoken, compared to words written.
between someone you claim you love and a convenient accomodation.
Which would you choose?
Today, someone made a choice, and he was damn sure about it, without a doubt, that it will be accomodation.
--
Imagine, if you were the one, who asked the question, only out of pure curiousity...
You think, or so you thought, that the person would understand you well enough to know that you wouldn't really force upon such a difficult choice and it's completely out of your character to do so.
You asked, just because you wanted to know your real worth and how much you are really treasured. Nothing more than that.
--
Today, I realise, I might be something lesser of value and importance than accomodation in itself.
I'm not sure why.
Why am I not worthy.
Why would anyone with a heart make such a choice. I'm a human afterall and accomodation is just a physical state.
A part of me shattered into a million pieces.
Yet another long and lonely night ahead.
Maybe I should lock this space up again. Like I locked my heart for a really long time. This thin line is driving me crazy. I try not to think about the questions that go though my head all the time
I don't understand my inadequacy in words spoken, compared to words written.