Falling out of love is like going into withdrawal. I've been through it too many times. The worst time is the second night when I realize all the mistakes I did and everything that could've been done different. I'm in withdrawal. Symptoms: Bouts of anguish followed by bouts of feeling like I shouldn't bother, looking at couples and wishing I could be back where I was, sitting around and staring into space, thinking of reasons to think myself out of these feelings, sighing whenever something reminds me, etc. Treatment: Time passing by.
At least there's a cure for these things.
Today I woke up thinking about all my ventures. The first two didn't count because they were puppy loves. The third one cheated on me and I left. I cheated on the fourth one and I left. We cheated on each other in the fifth one and I finally left. And finally when I didn't love anyone else but my fifth one, he left. Actually, I'm not the pretty girl everyone leaves like I thought I was. I just get my heartbroken each time because I put all of myself into each. Sheesh, I'm a failure when it comes to this. Oh well, as you were soldier. Time to move on. Again.
At least there's a cure for these things.
Today I woke up thinking about all my ventures. The first two didn't count because they were puppy loves. The third one cheated on me and I left. I cheated on the fourth one and I left. We cheated on each other in the fifth one and I finally left. And finally when I didn't love anyone else but my fifth one, he left. Actually, I'm not the pretty girl everyone leaves like I thought I was. I just get my heartbroken each time because I put all of myself into each. Sheesh, I'm a failure when it comes to this. Oh well, as you were soldier. Time to move on. Again.
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