...I bother doing the very things which are jolly well known to put a dent in my mood.
They don't even feel good in the first place. Perhaps I thought that if I fought my emotions and persevered, they would slowly ease themselves into my system.
No they don't.
So why I do I even bother?
Say for example..... it would be so nice (not to mention justifiable - in my emo-fied opinion) to give up on that friendship, wouldn't it?
Actually, it wouldn't be nice. I would be miserable. There were and still are good memories. Many treasured moments have been shared (or at least I treasured them, if you didn't). It's just... it's just that I can get tired trying to overlook the hurt some of your actions cause me. And they are not even worth mentioning. Well then, I admit... that I am on the over-sensitive side, at times. Perhaps, I shouldn't sweat the small stuff.
Time. Perhaps, time will make a whole lot of difference in my perspective. I might be glad and thankful that I did not give up on you. I will persevere now, even though it sucks bad.
The truth be told... I would love to be your friend forever.
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