sick
You know what?I'm sick of you.
I'm sick of your on-&-off treatment.
I'm sick of the way you regard me as no one.
I'm sick of you pretending to be somebody I knew you are not.
I'm sick of the way I think about you.
I'm sick of staring at my phone, hoping that at any minute it will ring.
I tell myself that you'll call today,
but you disappoint me
again and again.
Perharps I should just put an end to this.
I know it will be hard.
But I
I know perfectly well what I wanted in life now.
and it's not you.
B'cause, what I want now,
is to have the optimistic rachael back.
& I knew I could do nothing, but to hope for the best.
It's a promise, people ;]
posted by freakout @ 9:30 PM
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