Ah, what thoughts the early hours bring.
It is currently 4:38 A.M and I'm sitting on a friend's couch doing nothing in particular. For some time now I've been dealing with quite a few things and for some reason, be it boredom or a simple need to think, I began to reminis about all the things that have gone wrong his year. For a while I could only think of small things but in the last four months things have seemed to have gone from bad to worse.
There's no point in going into detail since most people won't pay a lick of attention to this entry, but one thing keeps popping back into my mind; What about me is so very special that people seem to care about. I know there are a few things, and for the most part they are understandable. But I must wonder, what makes me lovable?
I've yet to find someone to answer this question, and even when someone does answer it there is a nagging voice at the back of my mind telling me that those who've said they love me have always ended up leaving. The irony is that I've tried to keep things alive, done my best in many cases, but as the time passes and things keeps sliding further and further down the drain I cannot help but just give up. Is there really someone who will ever love me, and, if so, why?
-sighs- Well, since this most likely won't ever be read I've a feeling that there is no point in even posting this, but it needs to be said.
Heres to leaving things as they are while waiting for everything to crumble.
My thanks for reading, Tears.
Bleeding Your Tears · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 10:45am · 0 Comments |