The date that used to be ours became a history now. Nothing but a whole lot of tears and unwanted memories. Maybe I've been telling everyone including myself that you're a screwed up past I'd never want to happen to me ever again. Maybe I ended up convincing myself that I've let go after so long. Again, I lied.
I have moved on but I hate the fact that you now belong to another girl. I'm selfish like that. I hate you so much right now it makes me feel sick.
That explains why I did not want to see you, ever. Even when you wanted to talk to me, I chose to avoid you just 'cause I don't want any flashbacks. And this is how much I hate you. I hate your existence and sometimes, I hope to get a memory loss just to erase you from my life.
I may be strong after all the shits but the cut was too deep. To heal it needs not just time, but someone who's willing to mend the broken heart.
I don't want just another past.
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