Ah sheesh. I'm getting distracted again.

I think it's what reading an emo sad romance story can do to you.. as it always would have done to me. Somehow or another, you'll just find something that relates; Her and you, they and we (particularly that some little part mentioned about virgo-ans). Some mutual feeling.

Because of love.

Or maybe. Because it's always the same few endings that we come to. Whatever the reason is.

When it's over, you tend to be reminded of all that stupid promises he made to you. All those sweet things he said to you that only seem like lies in the end. And yet, you fall for it again, still. You wished they were true.

The naivety.

All that crap about saying 'i love you' and 'sorry for being bad at it' and 'i want you back'. You know that can't be anything but bullshit.

Honestly though, i can't believe i never exactly hated him after all that lies. Rather, the hatred of him leaving without a word was more than everything.

But now it's already a lost cause.. A buried past.

Just a little distraction. Nothing more.