Is not that i hate life , or that I hate living, not that I want to kill myself.
I mean I’ve thought of it and I’ve tried it, but I just can’t.
There’s something I just can’t take out of my mind, I really don’t understand the meaning of all that. I just don’t know what to do sometimes, I am lost, but not sure why. I mean, I’m good at school, I love my career. I have friends, but to be honest, I don’t share thoughts or feelings about this, ‘how I feel’ with them, not even with my family, not even with […]
This empty love is us alone.
I just can’t hold my feelings, I can not tell you that i don’t love you if you’re not here.
I can’t just pretend that it’s okay, I can’t force myself to feel something I just pretend.
I never wanted you to go away. I really wish you could stay.
I still love you, and you don’t care.
I still don’t get that you didn’t mean it.
I still don’t want to accept that I was dreaming.
I don’t want to realise that all was just a lie.
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