Looking at her blog hurts. I cant stop asking myself...wad am i to her? i mean...she said theres no one who cares, no one to talk to...its obviously im not even in her plan. im jus a trespasser in her life. if her life is a bus, im a passenger who boarded, stayed, and left. but sadly, i got off in the wrong stop.
Things got worst today. its the first time i threw things. okok not the first but once in a blue moon ok? yeaa...she admit she has changed..but i jus cant accept the new her. dats abt it. lost love can never be found, whether u like it or not. gone is gone. wads left is the faint memories she gave mi. holding on doesnt help, as now its vividly clear.