Wednesday, 1 June 2011

I don't know why this relationship turns out to be like this

Im dead confuse, what went wrong?

She told me that her feelings for me is starting to fade, I was sad when I read that msg and that she is trying very hard to continue

From that moment, I know, I knew that day would come. I was sad alright, but at the same time, I was ready to accept the fact.

The fact that we can't see each other again.

She told me she want to be my ganstead, someone who will be there as a gf when I need her.

I don't mind really, but what if she have a bf, what will he think?

But we have been talking lesser.
And seems like we have nothing to talk.
Sometimes i really feel very pekcek and stress but u are talking lame stuff and doing childish things.
Then i really feel abit irritated.
 
 
I didn't know that she felt irritated by my actions. By nature, Im a childish person, lame person.
 
If after awhile i fall in love with another guy and i stead with him..
Will you blame me?
Will my impression in you change?
Will you forgive me and continue to help me in my art?
Will you?
 
No I won't blame you.
Maybe?
Yes, I will
 
I know u still love me, right? 
You are disappointed in me right?
 
I don't know what is love anymore
Yes, Im
 
How are you now?
Can we still be like last time?
We chat, we joke, we have lovely chats.
And spend our time together..
Or you feel that is too pain for you?
 
Im feeling sad...
Yes
 
 
When can i treat u eat and spend my money.?
 
Anytime

Can we still be able to every month the 23rd give each other a gift?
 
Not sure.
 
I already told my parents about it, they understand. They didn't ask why. I told them I was one who initiate the breakup so don't worry. No bad impression on you.
 
I think I don't know what you are thinking anymore. We just be the ganstead ba like you say. I feel better and I think it is better for you too.
 
Ur tagged status, touched me. Ur msg touched me too....
 
Im very confuse
 
Im very tired....
 
I dunno what to write anymore.
 
Xavierahboy signing off

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