I forgive you for the truth, I like you better when you lied.
I forgive you for being you, I like you better when you faked every smile.

I'm still involved emotionally with someone, and somehow I refused to let those feelings go. Those feelings are my comfort zone. Those feelings, no matter how delusional or in denial, keeps me from having to start all over again.

When people say I'm just too damn independent, it's only because I learnt the hard way how to take care of myself. When people say I'm just way too stubborn, it's because I learnt the hard way never to trust people so easily.

I'm just too independent and too stubborn for my own good, and nobody loves me for that. They love me when I'm nice, they love me when I'm pretty, they love me when I forgive and really forget... but they could never love me for being who I really am.

I am, as always the tragedy in the relationship, but will you, like others treat me like a bloody disaster too?

Let your feelings go and forget me.

I can't help but think that people should avoid me at all cost, but I guess it's what makes them keep coming back, the way I act indifferent. As though they can change me, like I'm an indirect challenge.

Fall. Fall. Falling. Endlessly, that's how it is meant to be.

I feel like I'm living the life of an adult, going through the problems of an adolescent, while being stuck with the mentality of a child.

I just don't belong anymore. And when I look at you, I won't feel the slash across my heart for the times you were not here...