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are we meant to be?
Tuesday, June 09, 2009, 12:12 AM
yesterday i was thinking the one whole night.plugged in my ear piece and tuned to "if i aint got you".
memories of the very beginning were playing like an old movie film in my head.
everything from the scratch was perfect and sweet. yet now everything seems to be affected by the past. we are not screaming at each other, we are not quarreling. it's not right. we started to give laconic replies because both of us sense something is not right.
now, im lost.
why are we like this? 1 1/2 year is not easy.
i couldnt fathom if you were to leave me.
this is not what we both want.
im throwing tantrum - crying, screaming, yelling.
nothing is right to make me feel better.
skip meals, sleeping, trying to forget how hurtful it gets - seems like i was arrowed by an amazon.
i couldnt feel your comfort even though you told me 'i love you'. this is hurtful.
the word 'tomorrow ' is too scary. i dont know how to face it. i'm scared.
the hurt is too much and cant be described, this is not even inflicting 1/4 of what im feeling now and then.
dont let the past influence get you down.
btw:
and damn fuck. the joke played by all of you is not funny. i dont give a damn to whatever you guys say anymore. try me if you think im gullible __