Dear God,
please tell me why I'm doing all these. I try all I ever can to make things good, to plan a nice date, am I just doing too much?

Because I never will be ( Read more... )

You never fail to make me laugh. I am always happy around you even though sometimes there are things which I can't get out of my head and you instantly know that something is wrong and ask me "Are you okay baby?" I am grateful to have someone who cares this much about me - like never before ( Read more... )

I miss you so much.

Love has taught me so many fucking lessons. But I never learn. So I guess I've got no one else to blame but me.

I need to grow up and open my eyes. My eyes so small everytime I smile/laugh it becomes a line. Fuck that.

Honestly, I've never met anyone like me.

Baby, I know what my medicine tastes like now. I wish you knew everything that is in my mind no matter how unpleasant it may sound. But I really want you to know because I'm doing this for you and you may not think so but it is.

Stop running away and just let me talk.

Sometimes I walk home hoping to see familiar white lights on either of the parking lots flickering from a red vios.

At times I wished I'm heartless.

"Part of what it means to love someone. To really love someone. You don't just see them as an extension of yourself. You don't just love them for what's in it for you.

Love means knowing when to let go."

I was just as fucking stupid, I meant fucking fucking stupid to drive all the way to your house in the middle of the night hoping to see you again.

Why the fuck huh. WHY THE FUCK.

Feels like I'm dying, once again.