published.
So I told her. No more secrets.
Pulang paku, I said. Tried my best to convince myself it’s the best thing to do. It’s the right thing to do. But somehow, it didn’t feel right. I felt…guilty. I betrayed his trust.
But isn’t that what I’m supposed to do? After he betrayed me? I’m supposed to do this, right? *sigh*
I’m confused. Torn, between loving and hating. I can’t bring myself into hating him. But I can’t love him forever.
So what am I supposed to do now?
Weep and cry?
Kick and punch?
Or simply live?
Labels: her rants
you'll die then you live ..later you'll love again, and cry some more, maybe for happiness and some for sadness.
[ayat corny nyer.. percubaan menjadi therapist]
pulang paku?( as in paku dulang, paku serpih?) pulang buah keras lah dee.
ala..bm spm aku dpt 2 jer...asal paham ayat tuh dah ler :p
hahhaha
p.s: u? a therapist? xkan berjaye kot? cos ur type of therapy is retail therapy, n i dont think i want that.
retail therapy...*sigh*
ehem..mega sale!
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