Loving someone is great. It does wonders to you mood, to your hair, to your skin and to your hormones. The problem arises when you are inlove with wrong guy.
I always thought that this kind of talk was for teens that watch too much cheap soap operas. Since I am not a teen nor I watch TV, I guess that doesn't apply, so I am left with the alternative that, in fact, one does such thing.
My boyfriend is certainly (and I am not going to nitpick on whether the time of the verb is correct) the wrong guy for me. This is not something I enjoy writing, bit the truth to the matter is that between our previous break-up and getting together again I've been hurt more than in all my (previous) life. I am eternaly grateful for the eye-opening experiences we shared, for making me realise that I could love someone as unconditionally as I loved (and still do) him.
It is amazing that despite all I've been through, I still feel so bad about writing bad things about him, even in a blog that no one sees, but I do.
But I've had it with unreturned calls, unreturned SMSs, and "I've been so sick that I could't get to the phone". I'm sick of sending love and getting absoutely nothing but indiference in return, but most of all, I am sick of being so inlove with him. It's crazy, it's probably a medical condition, and if someone ou there as any hint of a clue on how to help me, I'd really appreciate it, since, I am writing this and wishing he'd drop me a line or a call or something.
I am pathetic. A 30 year old guy bitching like a 14 year old, but I can't help it..
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