Apparently, the worrying part is redundant. What was I even thinking? Urgh, hate this. It must be PMS's doings, it must be. I told myself I never gonna cry for the same person, for the same reason anymore and it is happening again after such a long time. Maybe I teared because I was kinda worried but in the first place, why do I even feel worried? I am so afraid; so afraid I have to be like this for the rest of my life... which I really really don't want to. I don't want to be lead on when I can't get any assurance, when I am only an option. It makes me feel like I am only thought of when the better things aren't there. I am so afraid.
Here it goes: Nth try.
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