I have this bad habit of getting close to people and thinking that their always going to be by my side; but eventually they always leave.
I have this bad habit of loving people a little too much, when they don't even love me back; and when they leave me my heart feels like someone threw it from the sky.
I have this bad habit of caring for people, which they don't even care about me at all. Perhaps, if they saw through my eyes they'll see the scars I have deep down inside.
I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. I wish feelings didn't exist. Why do feelings exist anyways? I always fall for everything and let it destroy me. It's my fault after all, but I still have hope that one day I find a person that shares the same habits as me.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Words Unspoken
RandomThere are things better left unsaid - especially those that doesn't matter anymore, something better off not knowing. This is a collection of quotes, stories via blog-like posts, etc... about love, heartache, moving on and many more.