It didn't feel like a lot but now that I think about it and calculated, it is abit much. Abit too much. But I'll think about it when the bill comes.
Such is life.
I'm convinced.
I want someone very badly.
Need.
If I didn't care, I wouldn't be upset.
But so what? He's already made it clear enough.
I should just give up. I shouldn't ever have felt anything. My mistake.
Life is such that you bury your feelings because of pride.
And when the opportunity ceases to exist, you'll pretend to be strong and say, actually I don't care!
But you really do and you think "What if?" but fact is, you didn't do a thing and the door closed.
Too many times.
I guess people tend to misunderstand each other a whole lot. You could be like, oh since you don't have time for me, I won't force you to make time for me. So you just stop talking. The other person would be perplexed and think exactly the same thing. What could have turned out really well just ends right there.
I always stop short of sending that message because I think something has changed. What do we talk about? And I don't know if you ever hated me or still do. After all those times, we can't be friends anymore. Just not the same.
I really think what if. If I had gone, would it have changed things?
After listening to jar of hearts on repeat, feeling kinda moody.
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