This blog exists because I need a place where I can talk about it - vent, cry and be totally unrealistic. I know I probably shouldn't wallow, but I can't help it. Sometimes I just have to talk about all of the stupid little things that happen that make me think there might be hope, even though logically I know there's no hope. I know it. I know it.
Logically, we have some distance, and that person quite moody, I know she might know how i feel, we quite a best friend last time, sometime she might not talk with me even doesn't want to see me, can say that she quite moody, but today she become nice with me, hahaa, complicated right?
Now and then I'll try to create a little distance, try to regain my footing a little, she doesn't understand. she has long quiet talks about what's going on in my head. Because she has no idea.
A simple complication
Miscommunications lead to fallout
So many things that I wish you knew
Miscommunications lead to fallout
So many things that I wish you knew
And we're not speaking
And I'm dying to know, is it killing me
And I'm dying to know, is it killing me
When it all broke down
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
It's the only place I can really talk about it, since I like to try to hide the truth of my completely idiotic, never ending feel-that-will-not-die from my real life friends whenever possible.
Why AM I pretending this is nothing?
I've never heard silence quite this loud... I might can't turn out not care about u
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