something in me died
it's been days, yet am still unable to get over it. and it is eating into every aspect of my life.i need to come to terms. but i can't.
why is it so fucking hard? i don't understand.
all the cliched advice went on deaf ears - "hang out with friends" and stuff like that were ignored but when i did try, i actually began to feel a lil better to be in the company of people.
but.. whenever i see my handphone lying around, i'll start to wonder and miss his random phone calls to me. and his jokes that never fail to amuse me..
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