Why?
If I don’t give a damn
Why am I keep asking in my mind “where did she go?” “was she with someone?” “is she gonna be back?”
If I don’t care
Why am I wondering who is it you’re texting every time you touch your phone?
If I’m over you
Why do I have this feeling like someone punch me in the stomach every time our eyes cross?
If time heals what’s broken
Then why am I still this pathetic when you’re around?
Why?
*sigh* this is my first time to write something this personal in this blog. Sorry guys, usually I don’t talk about stuffs like this even with my closest friends. But this time, it’s just too much for me to take it myself, so I use you readers.
bah i’m just being too sentimental tonight
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