I believe everything changes but he is the only exception.
He's changed now, though.
It is raining outside and he never comes...
Raindrops. Teardrops. An aching soul.
Life gest tougher and tougher and people are too busy to mind of what used to be their most loved ones, causing them to forget the best moments they once share and obviously, no reasons to remain them :)
I do miss the 2-month-ago-guy who would do anything to see the sight of me no matter how horrid we had argued before.
...but his dead silence is poisoning me in the most cruel way that I've ever experienced.
It's painful...yet I have to face the reality whether I like it or not.
When Fun has gone, Romance has died, Love seems to be the habit of wanting someone when you don't have anything else to entertain.
:)
Happy the fourth monthsary, Hallie!
I guess I won't count the months together again :) it's terrible as the thought of calculating the days left he's with me. The fear for losing him increases day by day and I have no idea of how to make it easier for me to bear. I cry more. My heart aches much. And know that he won't be here to comfort me again. Something different...
Does he still love me no matter what as he used to say?
"I love you" seems to become rare :)
After all, I'm forever such a cry baby. Weak. Stupid. Vulnerable and Good for nothing :)
If only he could see how painful he has put me through in recent time... It seems to go beyond my endurance!
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