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Now:Im sorry.I kept on hurting you.Im sucha disappointment, like always.I always hurt you, jolly well knowing the fact tht im your happiness.How could happiness hurts right?In your case, happiness(me) likes t pierce the living hell out of you.Aint i an ass, a MF bitch.And i so know i am, infront of you.they told me t be firm and brave yet i trembles due t the guilt t you.if you were right here standing infront of me, slap me.i wouldn't cry, howl and plead for ur forgiveness 'cos i knw i don't deserve it anyway.if my disappearance out of your life, would do you good, i'd do it this second.you were always smiling away, and never would you let your inner feelings be shown.people love you for reasons.you were always their pillar, always.if they ever know how i hurt you, i know i'd never escape from them.i couldn't accept any good gestures of care from you anymore.i feel guilty, never decreasingly.i jus want you t treasure your life and your cliques.i jus want you t take extra care of ur health, it has always been so frail esp when you're at your lowest point of life. -stab self-
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