It's getting late and it's raining outside. The wind blows really hard I feel cold. Guess I have to put two blankets to keep me warmth.
Rain. When it's rain I can't help but think about that person. A man who hurt me, once, no twice. Or maybe I'm just that stupid I let myself hurt-ed by him. Ha!
I filled my diary with his name and I remembered I praised him in every way. I should be blind at that time. No. He's not my boyfriend. He is just him. A man who managed to steal my heart in his cruel way.
I said cruel. Yes, he was. He was cruel, knowing my feeling but let me fly very high for him to drop me down I hurt very much. He was cruel, after broke up with his girlfriend he looked for me, getting close to me, again. He was cruel, not drawing a line and keep my heart not growing for him. He was cruel, he found another girl he forgot about me, totally.
Am I that easy to be played? Am I a toy or something?
I burned that diary. My heart squeezed and felt very heavy in pain every time I re-read again. Oh! I realize how foolish I was. How cruel he was.
I learn. I learn to forget about him. It's not easy since his Facebook account still everywhere I can see his update. Not to mention his lovey dovey mushy words with his current girlfriend.
Well, I got an advice from a friend. Pray for him. "Pray for him to be with that girl so he won't come back to you if he got dumped, again." At least, I know his pattern.
Anyway, thank you for the terrible experiences from you. I shake my head when I remember my stupidity for accused my best friend having a feeling for him. Ha!! Thanks to him I learn a lot.
Now, in the coldness of night, I pray for you. May you be happy with her and please please please don't look for me if *I hope not, really* she dumped you.
Good night to you, cruel man.
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