I can no longer call you by your name and I can no longer hear your voice, not ever again. Seeing you with her, you being so gratefully happy only cure my sins just this once. I wonder if I could ever see you again or laugh and joke about everything like we once did. There is no point holding on this I know clearly too. Sometimes I just look up towards the sky and think, why am I so stupid?
During the times when my heart craves so much for the sound of your voice, you're probably giggling and having lots of fun with her. Also the times when I miss you so much that it hurts and tears start rolling down my cheeks, the unaware you-, not-giving-a-damn you are cuddling in bed with her stroking her hair as she falls asleep.
Though I've been lied to over and over again I never seem to get mad at you. Sometimes I throw fit, have tantrums and start going crazy with the same shit but it's only because deep down I'm so badly gashed.
Sigh, what's the point of writing anyway? Lol it's not like he's gonna read.
Shan you foolish b i t c h, get a life.
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