Monday, January 25, 2010

yes, it's aching rly badly right nw. i dnknw what else cn make the pain go away. you? i dont think so. oh pls, it's so hurting that i cn bearly take the image of you out of my head.

do you even notice hw im hurting here? hw im trying my best to keep my feelings frm you? i'd rly want to say those words to you bt i just feel that it's nt gona be appropriate for you. i dont want you to be hurt by my words. do you even knw hw much i loved you? i doubt so. coz for all i knw, you've gt someone else too by your side. i rly am trying my best to nt sound so petty or jealous or whatnot. im just trying to tell you hw im feeling right nw. it's too bad that you dont even notice the sadness, the frustration that im going through right nw. all these while i had been faking a smile. i've been covering all the things bottled inside with the fake smile that you see when you meet me. you've been the person whom i've alwys counted on, the person whom i would lend my ears to and also pour out my feelings to. bt i think that was just in the past right.

you would alwys come to me when you were ditched by the rest and i would be patiently listening to you, lending my shoulder and ears. somehw i felt like i was impt coz you came to me to share your probs. bt soon, i realised that you would only do so when you're being played by them. sigh.. seriously, im rly hurting inside. this pain, it wouldnt want to go away. like someone had said to me, i am a vry patient person bt when my patience has been tested to the limits, i will definitely blow up. you'll see the other side of me. mann, im sure you're nt gona like it. so you'd better nt step on my head while im gd. i'll stay patient while i still cn. bt just trust me, demi Allah, i've nvr once regretted knowing you. i rly hope the situation could be better. Amin.

seriously, i need a shoulder to cry on right nw. and i rly mean a shoulder. i wana cry all my heart out so that i would feel better. i feel so miserable bottling it up inside. shit. i rly hate to be like this.

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