I have always believed that all throughout life, we meet people and every single one of them brings something to us; gives us some sort of purpose. I sometimes think that he came into my life to make me realize that i make awful mistakes, and I'm awfully bad at them.
But just to let ya know, I didn't intend to ruin everything.
I just don't know what to do with myself anymore. I've been a constant disappointment. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be too close.
I feel insignificant, inadequate.. like I will never be good enough. You wanna know why? Because a guy like him deserves so much better than the lonely, heart-broken, fragile, tangled mess that is me.
But I love him. With all of my heart, I do. I just have a horrible way of showing it.
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