"it is better to be alone,
than to be with
someone who drains the
life from your veins."
- k. azizian
i find myself continually trying to rekindle my feelings for him. but i can't find a place in my heart that's kept good memories of him. to be quite frank, i'm disappointed in myself. i'm disappointed in the fact that i even thought of having these feelings again. trying to force it onto me. trying to make me feel the sensation of love i've always truly wanted.
should i begin to forget? or should i continue on with life, expecting the worst. expecting that no matter what, only bad things will come and i'll no longer be able to live with myself. maybe that's how i'm supposed to live the rest of my life. hopelessly falling in love. hopelessly falling in fake love.
