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The thinnest thread
Monday, August 29, 2011

It was the second read it that stopped me in my tracks.

And I'm asking myself, has it reached to such an extent. Of hatred, of malice. Its cruel. Not sure if I should be angry or be sorry. The anger tempts me to play my better half of the game, but nothing good's gonna work out if I did that. I assure you if you intended for it, it will be there, but not because you made me feel this way, but because I chose to face my failures.

Do I even have a right to be angry in the first place. After all it is me that have caused you these much hurts. The constant neglect and other missing puzzles. Taking you for granted as the better man. Forgetting you when times are better, making you less of a priority. The pain would be beyond tolerance.

But no, not a toy. Never were a toy, whatever it was. You should know how much she means to me, yet I am unable to make her feel so. And similarly, i probably wont be able to make you feel it either. It doesn't help that my pathetic life cant prove your values to me. Nothing I do helps and I don't know what else to do. It seems that my efforts are trivial, definitely means no more in my eyes yours are than mine is to you. Sorry I'm too pathetic, I cant even make a simple friendship work out for you no matter how I try. I'll just do what I can, somehow.

You shouldn't expect anything out of me, cause there's nothing inside. Sometimes, I cant face you because I know I wont be able to fulfill what you want it to be. You don't deserve some like me anyway, someone unable to reciprocate your friendship. Guess i'm not cut out for it. It's your call. Pull the chute if you cant go on. I wont blame you.

Just a thin line away from losing all the trust,
but I'll keep it there just for the benefit of doubt.

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