quoting a piece i kept in my drafts:
"many times i tried to confess to you, but i'm not even sure that this attraction towards you is a real feeling, or i'm just stuck with you. with the thought of you.—
"—i don't know whether this feeling is just embers or some illusion that my brain created and just plays on repeat deciding that you were the best choice (well after my first since i cut him off and i'm unable to contact him back, thus making you the only one with the past ties)"
quoting a piece i kept in my drafts:
"many times i tried to confess to you, but i'm not even sure that this attraction towards you is a real feeling, or i'm just stuck with you. with the thought of you.—
already too far to be a kid
but why am i transported back to 16?
all those words, those memories
those feelings of inadequacy
the taste of failure and expectations
the ghosts of the past that haunt me forever
then everything went downhill
i forgot to communicate with people
so that i won't have any expectations
i forgot to focus in classes and doing my works
i'm losing my motivation
i forgot to care about myself
doing things on autopilot
i can't figure out what to say
all those words that soothe my aching heart gives no effect
and i can't even lie to myself anymore
then i started to forget things
as another solution
i forget the feelings
happiness, joy
sadness, jealousy
pain, hurt
twisting my own words against myself
i don't know what's actually wrong and right
do i feel hurt? do i feel happy?
jumbling phrases and emotions
losing myself in this confusion
and if you're asking me am i okay?
i stare at the words, trying to figure out what should i say.