Heh. I thought of writing what happened between him and I this morning, but I got teary-eyed in the middle of it and I decided that he doesn't worth my tears. No. I've decided that he doesn't worth a single bit of my attention. And to hate him would mean that I actually care enough to feel an emotion towards him. No. I won't give him the satisfaction. To pretend that he doesn't exist, together with what happened in this one year, now that is what I should do. I mean, hey, things could end just fine but nope. It doesn't. That small piece of me that care for you has gone.
So, as of tonight, I'm saying goodbye to everything that we've shared. I'm praying hard that I will wake up the next morning, and when someone mentions about you, I would go, 'sorry, who?'
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