How's work,dear? Hope things will get better for you. . .How's sleep? Getting any better? Whatever it is, tell me kay. Let me be by your side. I want to know. Don't wish to see you suffer alone. . . . .
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It's hard. I know i can't be like this any longer. Somehow, i'm forcing myself now to go for the interview tomorrow. At least do something to distract me enough not to think anymore. As i thought, I'm not good at giving up and letting go. Just don't want to lose control over myself and find you again. Hurt you again. I'm trying hard,really. If it's what you want. I never wanted to leave. God must have a reason for making this happen. And i think i will still want you back for my next life. . next next life. . I'll find you.
What am i talking. T_______T
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