how come i didn't know that for one moment of happiness i had to pay ten fold?
how come i didn't know that love could make one so unhappy?
like i've said.
they don't see behind the scenes.
they don't see how i can receive and thousand and one spam calls at one shot.
the chain messages that you send that are as long as a train.
the words that you use.
how you could say sorry and do it all over again.
how you could act gracious and pretended as if nothing happen and bring it up the next time we quarrelled.
how you could say that i compare you with someone and yet do the same thing.
how you could resort to calling my house phone in the middle of the night because i refused to pick up your call.
and when i keep silent you take it i'm ignorant.
and when i retaliate we quarrel.
so what do you want from me?
11:37 PM
