I got a broken heart today. With the same person like 5 years ago, 2 years ago and last year. It's huge, huh? I think I'm some kind of expert in this things.
I was awake in 3am and I realize that I'm in the end of the road. I got nobody, but I got something: myself. This broken heart doesn't hurt me a lot like I think I will, it's so different like the last year's case. I don't feel anything in the first minute. and I feel nothing in the next minute. I don't even cry. My heart are perfectly fine, I guess, and it didn't hurt me literally.
It didn't kill me softly! Even I didn't say too much words today, I knew that this case is even better than other cases I've felt before. It just felt like falling down and there's a scar in my knee. I must be honest that it's actually hurt. But I knew that this kind of sick is just some disease that I can heal anytime I want. I knew I'll move on and in months I didn't remember why there's a little scars.
I spent too much time to thinking about things that will never happen and dressing up for the boy that will never care!
Thanks God. I was insine before but all is very clear right now. Seems it's really over and I get my mind back. Wish I didn't change my mind later if I accidentally meet him somewhere, sometime.
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