Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Cut my Heart Open, and Drain Out All the Tears




So, it's my second time within a few hours posting a blog. As I sit here and wonder, what really possesses girls to deliberately destroy a stable relationship by their selfishness, needs and desires? "Cut my heart open, and drain out all the tears." I guess it's my philosophy for what I'm going through right now. If honesty was so easy to do, I really would have done it. If defending a child was uncalled for, I would still do it, even though I know it's wrong and even though it would create problems for us later on. As I open my eyes when it's too late, I see what she really is about; using people to satisfy herself... she is very manipulative. But what else can I do? All I can really do is sit here and wait for karma to happen, and for him to realize what really did happen between us. Then again, how long is that going to take? I tried my best and did all I can do for days and days. It's hard, and it is the reason why I am against teenage relationships. Nevertheless, I know I am contradicting myself. I mean, he's a teenager, I too am a teenager and yes we were together and yes I still do want to be with him, but deep down, I can honestly say this is the only relationship worth trying for. But why? I guess it's my first time being in love... and even though it is, how long can I really try for? How do I even know he loves me back? Does he even miss me? But I guess there are those types of females that make you think that they are your friends and kindly put negative thoughts inside your head and when you argue with the one you love, it's automatically your fault, no explanation... it just is. And by it being your fault, it really isn't. It's the person who feeds you these thoughts of negativity. Why? Because from having a nice, perfect relationship, being best friends, telling each other everything to being hurt and cussing and fighting most of the days and blaming each other for things that we didn't do... can it really be our fault? or hers? ... hers.

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