It hurts to think that you had already moved on, to see you walk past me as though nothing happened. Do you have any idea how much pain you’re putting me through? Do you have any idea how many times I had cried over you. Do you have any idea that this smile I keep putting on is starting to wear off, that I’m starting to give up, that I just might break down soon and burst into tears. I don’t know how much longer I can stand it. You know, sometimes, I’d rather you to hurt me physically than emotionally because in the end it all hurts the same. it’s just that when you physically hurt me, you can actually see and know what you’re doing to me.
These few days are totally bad. I seriously hate when I get that feeling when I know I’m about to cry. When I feel the tears well up, and my face gets flushed. But I hate it even more when I have to hold it in, because someone walks in, or catches me. I don’t want to have to explain myself. I don’t want to hear the ‘Are you okay', because I know that what I’m feeling is something you may think you understand, but actually, you don’t understand it at all.
After all the things, I asked myself if you are really worth it. Are you really worth all this pain you have caused me? Are you worth all these tears? Are you worth all these sleepless nights? Are you really worth it?