insanity and facebook status comes a long way.
A year has passed and there are still things I wanted you to know.
and I wanted to understand.
Things may or may not work.
Love may come and it’ll eventually go.
Losing you feels like a drag at times. But it can be comforting, too.
Sometimes it’s the only thing that keeps my sanity intact.
Emotional as it may seems,
I realized I shouldn’t have apologized. That’s how I am.
It’s for the same reason that you were an a**hole,
I know you wouldn’t apologize. That’s how you are.
A year after, my aspirations haven’t changed one bit.
Once, I felt like giving it all up but even your facebook status can’t stop me.
You’re still the same. Sarcasm all over the place.
Pretending isn’t your strongest suit, I should know.
I can crush you like a tin can and all you’ll do is cry.
I’m not the emotional one. You are.
You were a total wreck.
When will I stop writing about you?
When will I stop feeding your ego?
When will it be too late?
