Sunday, November 6, 2011

It's just one of those nights when you feel completely and absolutely worthless.
I guess the only good thing that came out of hell week was that I was so occupied studying that I didn't have time to fully submerge in my own pathetic thoughts. And now they're back.

Leaving someone, why do so many people like to view that as someone being cold and heartless? If for the right reasons, and it's the right time, then I don't see any reason why leaving should be a bad thing. I don't get it. Moving on = forgetting the past? When you move on it seems as though you're chucking all the memories and dreams you've held onto for so long into a corner of your brain and maybe never think of them again. And soon enough when someone asks you a question that requires details, you've realised that you've forgotten.

Like the simple things that i could so easily remember last time-
phone numbers, height, favourite colour, the tee shirts in your wardrobe, your handwriting.
All these I can't seem to remember anymore. It's a good thing, right?
I know it is.

There's no need for all this right now.
Why the hell am I even waiting for an answer that is never going to come?
Get a grip.

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