musing at 7.03am

Strangely, I woke up remembering how I like things to be and how happy I should be feeling.

There it goes, I realised you ain’t making me happy at all.

Sad but true. Perhaps, this is when my heart no longer allows itself to bleed for you.

Maybe… this is when we all know that when I cried in front of you, the part of me which feels for you died. Fast and hard.

I’ll never wear my heart of my sleeve for you. Never again.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. papersky
    Jul 27, 2010 @ 16:47:05

    *hugs* i wore my heart on my sleeve way too many times, cried far too many times. i swear there’s smthg sadistic about me. but, let’s all stop wearing our hearts on our sleeves. =)

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