You really SHOULD be irrelevant to me now. Yet my brain still finds the space to think about you. WHY? I hate this person that you've turned me into. This isn't me. This really isn't me.
Kung alam mo lang talaga. I bet you never expected that you would have this much of an effect on me - especially this negative of an effect. I should be mad at you. And maybe I am. Maybe that would help me. I don't know anymore.
I hate how you've made such a mess out of me.
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