The day before the clock stroke 12am. I send him a message telling him that I missed him badly. Yeah I did. It was true. I missed him badly, very badly.
May be I was expecting something like last year. A one day trip with him to BM. May be I really loved him. I think it should be something more to the former.
Eventually I received no further reply from him. A friend knew about this. He said he doesn't wanna comment more to stop hurting me more.
Naively, I thought he is still confused; that he still loved me.
However this naivety keep hurting me.
Because of the pain, I wanna let it go to save myself.
But I am stupid; I have failed to channel that emotion to other places.
It really felt difficult. I was having breakfast in poker face. Not sure if mom realized, I was just trying to smile.
SKP. Gambateh!
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