I don't belong to anywhere, and that's fine. That way, it's easier to let go. If I'm left out, I feel okay. I don't have to belong. I can just be there for awhile and done.
Heartbreak changes you. The moment you realize that time and effort went to waste, it made you happy at the time right?
Sleepless nights, helping them with their work, the only time you felt appreciated. The only time you felt like you're useful to them.
Learn to love again. You trust him don't you? I do, don't do anything that'd compromise everything. I'm afraid I'm getting used again, I'm afraid I'll be the one to cut things off. I don't think that'll happen, don't let it happen. Let this be my last. Please. I don't want to go through heartbreak again. I know I'm still hurting, but I won't let that ruin this. Take it to somewhere else.
I'm a bit tired, but I'll be okay. I have him, I wanna love him, I will love him. I love you. I love you so much, I'm willing to go through hell and back just for you. I love you, I'll be by your side whenever you want me to. I'll do my best to fulfill whatever you want me to fulfill. I hope to give you the love you deserve.
