Why must it happen this way? Sometimes as I think real deep about it, is it worth it? There wouldn’t be any result in a relationship. A perfectionist like me should stay single for good. I yearned for a one-time relationship until I get married, be a mother and die peacefully with grandchildren by my side. Is that possible? It seems like teenagers get hooked up in a relationship real early this days, as early as primary school days, to be exact. Then how could the above scenario come true?
How I wished I had no feelings. No sense of hurt, no sense of happiness, no sense of any feeling. Feelings are extreme, its either you feel super duper sad, or you feel super duper happy. In my life, I don’t deny that there are definitely more happy moments than pathetic crying moments. And that’s precisely why I can’t adapt to upset situations well. Once again, it is never a good thing to like someone whom doesn’t give a heck about you. And if feelings can be controlled, I would rather choose to love someone that loves me too.
One-sided affairs are the worst kind of relationships. Why can’t this particular relationship be something more, something really affectionate, like me and Jesus? It takes two hands to clap and my hand is going nowhere.
Because the other hand is in someone else’s hand. Get it?
I don’t conclude that I have totally no hope but it seems that way until now. The first one was a total misunderstanding. And what I am afraid is that the second one is too, another misunderstanding. Should I even be in that position? I am too sensitive, and I hate it.
Don’t ask me who the hell is the person when you read this. Even if you put a cockroach in my face, it won’t work. It’s not meant to be known, but if you are wondering why it is posted then, the answer is I need someone to confide in. And unfortunately, I can’t find a trustworthy one. So alas, I have only one alternative.
Wounds take time to heal. It has been 4 years until recently, someone replaced him. Let this not be another waiting journey, Lord.
How I wished I had no feelings. No sense of hurt, no sense of happiness, no sense of any feeling. Feelings are extreme, its either you feel super duper sad, or you feel super duper happy. In my life, I don’t deny that there are definitely more happy moments than pathetic crying moments. And that’s precisely why I can’t adapt to upset situations well. Once again, it is never a good thing to like someone whom doesn’t give a heck about you. And if feelings can be controlled, I would rather choose to love someone that loves me too.
One-sided affairs are the worst kind of relationships. Why can’t this particular relationship be something more, something really affectionate, like me and Jesus? It takes two hands to clap and my hand is going nowhere.
Because the other hand is in someone else’s hand. Get it?
I don’t conclude that I have totally no hope but it seems that way until now. The first one was a total misunderstanding. And what I am afraid is that the second one is too, another misunderstanding. Should I even be in that position? I am too sensitive, and I hate it.
Don’t ask me who the hell is the person when you read this. Even if you put a cockroach in my face, it won’t work. It’s not meant to be known, but if you are wondering why it is posted then, the answer is I need someone to confide in. And unfortunately, I can’t find a trustworthy one. So alas, I have only one alternative.
Wounds take time to heal. It has been 4 years until recently, someone replaced him. Let this not be another waiting journey, Lord.
Credits to MELODY for th pic (:
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