Musings on love, part 2
Here’s some more whiny-ass bitching for your reading pleasure! XD At least you can read this and think “Thank gawd I’m not as much of a loser as this guy is”. ^_^
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(Originally written around November 4th or so)
2 weeks now.
How long can you miss someone who’s no longer there?
How long can you wait for a phonecall that never comes?
How long can you lie to yourself thinking there’s still a chance she’ll turn back?
Keep on missing, though you know she’s moved on.
Keep on waiting, though you know she’ll never call.
Keep on lying, though you you know she’s going to keep walking on.
Keep on lying. You know that’s what you’re good at. Lie to yourself, to others, long enough, well enough, and you’ll be ok, just like how you tell everyone else you are.
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(Originally written around November 11th or so)
3 weeks.
Nothing’s changed.
Not my feelings, nor my pain. Not my clingy attachment to past days, nor my stubborn unwillingness to forget.
I still wake up thinking about you. I still ache when I realise you won’t be there anymore.
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-Stranger