Unrequited Love

It sucks don't it?

Love, I've talked about it so many times, but I never cried over it, ever. I told myself I wasn't going to be one of those girls who would cry over an ex-boyfriend. And I wasn't, but now, I don't know, seeing my situation replayed seems to have unmasked what I felt. Grief and pain and I cried. I'm still crying, shockingly enough, the tears, I don't even try to hide because I know that nothing will happen if I show them. I've even felt pain in my heart recently, it was strange, but I disregarded it, I didn't even remember why I felt the pain, I just knew when and where.

Regret and living like this just isn't going to help anyone.

It never helped me, sulking, I made fun of those would sulked about their boyfriend, I mean there are worse things in the world and that's what I've come to face. I've also come to realize my way of life, everyone has one, you just have to find it and mine was: If it was meant to be...

Of course it would depend on the situation like if it was meant to be... then I would have had it longer then six months. Like my phone, I've had it for a year, can't keep things for longer then a few weeks so I know it's meant to be. Stuff like that... But then there comes another one, if my boyfriend or best friend was meant to be. If someone is there for more then three years, then it's meant to be. I tell my friends constantly I'm only here until they don't need me anymore.

And then I think of Nanny McPhee... no I'm much better then a fictional children's book.

Definately better.