1:04 AM ]]Words that would mend the things that were broken.
Sometimes I forget how life is, I forget how to be happy, I forget how it is to feel cherished, I forget about myself. There is always a 'her', 'him' or 'them'. I wonder if
you realised how
you've taken me for grunted all these while. I wonder if
you know I cry myself to sleep sometimes because of how
you're treating me indifferently and I know clearly,
you dont realise it. Yet, I know we're all built differently and I'm not strong enough to face it. Irony, so overwhelming.
>Talk to me.