That didn't bring the pain away.
I screamed my lungs out into a pillow.
That didn't help too.
I ate a huge slice of chocolate cake.
The sweetness didn't take away the bitterness in me.
I drank a hell lot of Perrier water, thinking it is beer.
I just feel refreshed, not even close to getting better.
I tried to write a song in English class to express my feelings.
It was pure shit.
Now, tell me. Do you feel guilty for making me this hurt?
You can't even look me in the eyes, so don't get into talking with me. Call yourself my best friend? You are a big fucking fat liar. You say you love me as a best friend, I took it seriously cause I trust you. But is this what I should get from you? I told you that I love you as a best friend, too, BUT I meant it, unlike you. Do you even know that?
I told you all of my secrets, write songs about you and even wrote you a damn letter saying that I'm sorry once. You are such a jerk not to say anything after I passed you that letter. Do you know how I feel? I feel stupid to do such thing, feel like a drama queen, feel like a fool. You? You hid so many things from me, leaving me to find out for myself from others. I was devastated when I knew about certain things. You apologized, but I can see it in your eyes that you didn't mean it. Is this how I should be treated as a best friend?
I officially despise you. Happy? Oh yeah, and thanks for breaking my heart, for the... gosh, I lost count.
P/S: I will update about Sports Day and my second day in Perth ASAP. Blogger is really lacking.
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I told you myself that my heart is just too fragile.