Friday, 3 June 2011

One step at a time

Eventhough I try not to think about him, because really, why should I? It's not like I mean anything to him. But still even when I succeed in not thinking about him in my wakeful conscious state, my unconscious can't let him go. I dream of him. Dream of what it would be like if he felt about me as I felt about him. I am my own worst enemy, why do I torture myself with memories that will never be?

I want to be stronger than this.

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