Friday, February 3, 2012

Words that are never spoken.

So much things you have them buried in your heart, it goes in and out of your brain.

When you try to speak, all it forms are tears. Not a single speech from what you thought.

If I had my last words to you, it will be as simple yet full of emotions saying,
I Love You.

Feeling regretful, certain of things you wished you had an eraser saying:
"Wish I had not said that" does not exist.

Sorry that I questioned you from time to time, suspicions isn't what I should feel in a relationship. I can't be half trusting half suspecting things. No idea why it seems ever so interesting for digging out information that you can use against someone then use the very chance to attack them, making sure they are sorry. This is no game to be suspecting, finding evidence against your loved ones. It's such a loser-ish action. And I did that knowingly.
Selfish bitch.

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