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Worst than hell.

Thursday, June 28, 2012 | 12:57 AM | 0 comments

To hell with emotions.

Because I lost mine somewhere along the way.
Nothing seems to be in place.

Maybe I should just get the hell away from S'pore.
Go to Aussie for a couple of years, before coming back.

Get away from everything here.

I know running doesn't solve anything, cliche.
But, for my case, it will.

I can't face the guy I love and tell him,
"I'm sorry but my Dad really hates you."
And oh, he reminds me everyday.

I can't deal with it.
Being told by someone I love that he hates another someone I love.
How am I to cope with that?

A wound so raw.
Too much salt will eventually just cause everything to rot.
And that is happening now.

If I find excuses to quarrel with you every time,
it means I'm tired.

I'm tired of lying to my Dad that I'm no longer with you,

when I actually am.
I'm tired of telling you to change yourself, if you don't bother.
I tried, I really did, my best.

All I wanted, was the best for you, and happiness.
Mbs, cupcakes, naruto, etc,
I did what I could, to make you happy at least.

Well okay, at least I hope it did.

Nothing but you was more important to me.

I gave everything, for 2 years.

I held on tough. I fought my tears away.
I pushed everyone away, just to cling on to you.
Quit clubbing for you.

I had gladly given up everything for you.
I even lied to go to Genting with you.
Everything we've been through, it hurts me to look back.
Because these memories we had, I never thought of looking back.
I thought we will relive those moments again, so we never look back.
Reminiscence, but not look back.
With looking back, comes regret.
And I never want to regret going through everything with you.

But I really have no idea what to do...