Dear A

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I hate you. No, I hate myself I hate my feelings. I hate my heart.

How to prevent myself from thinking about u all the time? From liking u more and more each day? From missing u when we don’t talk? Being upset because of u even though I’m the reason why I’m upset? Would it have been better not texting u? Not allowing myself falling for u? It just doesn’t make sense, right? Yeah, it doesn’t. I should stop. I should bury my feelings. Cause I’d rather hurt myself than the person that I hold dear. And the only love that should remain is a friendship-like love because that shouldn’t hurt, right?

 

Don’t be sorry. Don’t worry.

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