You don't know how a person feels when they've been cheated on unless you have been yourself. You say you understand how I feel, but no, you actually don't. You don't feel my pain. You don't feel my heart splitting in two. You don't remember the memories that make you want to cry your eyes out. No one does unless they know what I've been through. God put me here on Earth to use my pain as his own amusement. What have I done to deserve this type of rejection? I'm I too clingy? Does my jealousy take over me?
What is love? It is just a phase or does it actually exists? I stopped believing love, but a while back, I met an amazing guy. He gave me that warm feeling. Is that was love is? I don't know. I feel as if I just rushed into things when he wasn't ready. Was he still really going to ask me out if I hadn't said what I said? I feel like this is all my fault. Is all this in my head? Am I just hoping for the worst? Do I not have any hope or faith whats so ever? Does he even actually love me...
Again, this is all out of depression. So I'm pretty sure I'm over exaggerating in this entry.
i_hate_pie · Tue Jun 14, 2011 @ 03:52pm · 0 Comments |