I hate this feeling. I hate this feeling so much. I'm engulfed with apprehension of the unknown till today. My past vulnerability was at its best and you used it to your advantage, you know I'll do anything for you. You know I even crossed the toe out of line for you way too many times. You knew.
But you treated me like dirt. You treated me like I wasn't good enough and till today I struggle to convince myself in front of the mirror, telling that reflection that I'm good enough. You made me broken. You made me scared, ashamed of myself. And whatever was left of me got treaded, ransacked and jaded continuously. I guess you could say I didn't get my heart broken this time because how is it any possible for your heart to be broken when it was never a whole to start with?
Then you, you and you have to keep playing me on. Have to make me push my limits beyond boundaries and to the brink of exhaustion and nervous breakdown. But I keep believing in this quote, Amor Vincit Omnia. I guess till today, I probably be convincing myself that it exists and maybe someday it is going to happen to me.
God why am I so fricking naive?
God why am I so fricking naive?
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