what am i? an idiot? he blocked me for a reason. so that i won't see. and when i saw, i got bad results. head hurting like hell. heart breaking like mad. fuck this. i'm so tired of everything. i'm on the verge of taking my bag and leaving. i'm on the verge of throwing in the towel. i wish i could just erase it all. an ex is called an ex because its an example of what you shouldn't have in the future? seriously. fuck it. i want to delete you. but everywhere i turn, something reminds me of you. even the slightest detail of something can make me think.... hey, we used to do that together. or.... hey, that used to be me and him sitting there. fuck it. after all the things we've been through, you think i can just forget you? no. how many gazillion times have i told myself, no, he's not meant to be yours, close your eyes and walk away. but how many gazillion times have i walked myself right up to the pain and said hi to it? how many gazillion times have i known it'll hurt, yet i walk myself into it? how many times..... i wanna walk away.
i love you enough to let you go.
i love you enough to know when to say no and to walk away.
i love you enough.
ni ke bu ke yi ai wo? ke bu ke yi xiang wo?
i have always been just another girl to you.
