I didn’t catch feelings; I’ve caught a disease.
My heart deceived me, I’m weak in the knees.
Even when I try to make you listen to what I say
I am merely dismissed in every way.
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Should I busy myself just so I won’t dwell inside my head
To the point of exhaustion until I’m finally dead?
Why are we together if I’m not important to you?
You’re not doing anything special to make it look…
It’s so easy for me to see the doom and gloom.
I won’t easily notice the flowers that bloom.
I think I’d rather die than for my goals to become some sort of failure.
I am both obsessed and afraid for my desired future.
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My heart’s so tired making room for people who “loves” without action.
Don’t be surprised by my obvious jaded reaction.
Maybe I’m just not as meant to be blessed as I…
There are times that I wish that I just never met you.
Because I’m not sure whether you love me the same way that I do.
As times goes by, I thought I’d be more secure.
But now most nights, my mind is numb from torture.
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I’m already in hell but I didn’t think I could get dragged further.
My life’s grown so pathetic that I’ve become so bitter.
I’m so tired of taking charge and taking care…
I thought I’d get used to these thoughts by now
That the pain it brings would lessen somehow.
Tell me, does your chest hurts too, when you think of good byes
Or is it only me who has tears in the eyes?
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I did and changed it for the better as you requested.
I still kept planning for our future but now I’m exhausted.
No return from all my investment, hard work, and sacrifice.
Maybe deep…
