February 2012
I don’t usually tell people I’ve hurt I want to makes ammends, but when I do, I was just joking.
true story. Happened to me. Hopes are dashed once again.
I feel a greater sense of loss this time round.
I can’t even explain it. It’s the same pain I felt the day you left, for awhile and for good.
January 2012
you are 1 in 6billion.
Nothing feels worse than the realisation that you are insignificant. That nothing is ever enough, or worse, you feel like you are never enough.
As despicable as it may seem, I genuinely feel, and at many points in my life have been proven, that I am indeed insignificant. Sometimes I wonder why do I even bother with feelings? Are they really necessary? Are they the very things that we need to...
There you stood, by the car, cigarette in hand and an awkward smile plastered across your face. You always had that weird smile, one I will never forget.
I walked closer, each step took me further away from you. Eventually it broke into a run and I could never reach you.
Just as soon as it began, I woke up from that dream. It was sinking in. Reality.
