I know I’m nothing to you, I know. I know it’s impossible for us. I know this is all just a game. A GAME. I know. I do know. But…it’s hard for me. When there’s love, there’s hope. I can never learn to stop expecting and hoping something from you. I don’t know what position did I put myself in. The worse yet, I can’t even talk to anyone about this. I don’t even have the right to blame you or even cry about being disappointed. Since when did I allow myself to stoop this low…and I know it’s impossible. and I understand how you feel. But I don’t get why. You said I did nothing wrong, but why wasn’t I given the chance. When everyone else who did wrong, their boys still stand by there. Why did I fall in love with you? Why you? I’m honestly jealous of people around me. And everyday, I can’t help but to feel lonelier than ever. This is all so wrong, but I don’t want to make it right. How long will this gonna be…
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It’s as if it’s an essential for me to be disappointed at every New Year Eve. Silly me who thought this year would make a difference with you around. I had my hopes high, that’s my first mistake. I actually let you disappoint me, that’s second. Fuck you.
Just letting you know that you’re actually loved and that when the world turns its back on you, I’d still be there for you as much as I can.
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