eternity.

Sometimes, its really hard to accept.
Each time you love someone, they leave you. Do you know how much that hurts?
That's the time when love doesn't make sense anymore. When everything he said, loses all sense. And you lose both sense and direction. So create a hassle, break, and be broken, to fight away that feeling. At sixteen, I don't wanna suffer and lose so much faith in a person. The feeling of being utterly bitter for days, that's a no no. So demolished and hurt, I'd rather not go through the pain all over again, like a broken record. Then having to crack my brains, figuring out ways to let go and methods to ease the pain. Everyone knows, it takes a long time to heal. Love takes a long time to heal. Love is love, and trauma's in me. He said phobia, I said trauma times triple drama, because that's a load of bullshit. You passed your phobia, all way round.

You just don't know when to believe somebody. They claimed they'd be there for you, they're the closest to you, and knows you better than the rest. Feels they deserve most of your attention, because you're the BEST. What's best when you hide? What's best when you lie? What's best when you want things out , you must get it, when in turn the other party doesn't get? You feel so utterly denied of friendly love when I'm not around, when I don't return calls, or text messages, how melodramatic can you get? You really hurt. Now that I think about it, I wasted teardrops and your shittakabullshit imported from some French romance show on friendship was a waste of energy and motor mouthing. You really went all the way to hurt. If I ever that meant that much, you wouldn't go to the extent of doing such things to hurt me.

Don't bother, I'm arrogant this time round.