I hate coincidence, so unpredictable and controllable.
We met her, someone I wanted to see, and yet felt uneasy and unhappy after seeing. I wanted to see how she looks like in real, what kind of girl you like, how much you feel seeing her again, perhaps it's jealousy.
She hurt you but there was no hatred in your eyes, I dislike your kindness in this way. The way you turn back and looked at her, twice in fact, the way you get excited when I mentioned that fact that there's someone that looked like her. The way you protected her when I said to go back there, you said, why do I have to make everyone feel awkward.
It's not that I dun trust you, but your reactions and view to things or situations were beyond my understanding. When there's hatred suppose to be, you don't, but when a small issue occurs, you pursue with great anger. How difficult to understand.
I wish all ex(s) will disappear from each others' world. I hate this constant fear and what do I fear, of losing I guess. I like to win or is it the works of my inferior complex again. What am I but a fat pimpled face.
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