I feel kind of disappointed. No let me rephrase that, I feel fucking disappointed with you. You never saw my efforts. You never appreciated, you never felt. It's not that I mind, I do all these because I want to, because it makes me happy seeing you happy. But you weren't happy, not only that, you talk shit about me. Is that what I am in your eyes? Is that what I really am? I feel accused. I feel shocked.
There's nothing to be surprised about ain't it? How can I be so stupid to feel secure with anyone? How could I have let my guard down with you? You were different. I thought you were. It's okay, disappointments come and go, just have to live with it.
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