Thursday, September 21, 2006 Kuting. I feel like the earth is ready to swallow me right now. Kuting, I don't know why ... the thought of you can still make me cry. You see, I have to move on. I feel like I can't look back kse if I'll look back I know that I won't see you there. You're just not there anymore. You are now breathing a new life - a life without me - the life I was't able to give you. I'm really sorry. I don't know why I feel so guilty that I can't seem to make myself love another person. Maybe it really was my fault. Maybe we should've talked about it instead of me escaping from your rage. I wanted to tell you a lot of things but I know that you're too hurt to even listen. I was hurting too, you know. It hurts until now. Everything about us was left unresolved. I didn't get my closure. Kuting, I don't want to live my whole life like this. I've been trying to help myself recover. I Swear to God. ...I found everyone in YOU and when I lost you parang everyone died and I was left alone. Your imperfections made me want to love you more and I'd rather put up with it than be with someone who can give me the time of my life. ...shit. I'm being pathetic. She won't be able to read this anyway. Holy Guacamole.
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