Perfect, mood matches the weather.
You reach out and I instantly respond. And what consequence I obtain? — Saudade
Again... Saudade.
Saudade, Resident Evil 1, Not A Notch to Dismiss.
I was doing fine after Aug 12. Why do you have to ruin my healing journey. And now our shared memories has resurfaced; I remember your perfect smile and teeth, your finger tips, your beautiful eyes, and your 143 & i43 voice messages.
I want to hate you so much... again.
Thoughts racing and leading to you. I do not know if this is resentment or a journey hardening my heart.
YES... I do/did love(d) you, Shit Head, Fuck Face. (Then calling me "Cute")
I wonder... where did you stow away the duplicate Munchlax, and either of the two pokémon — who did you replaced their Pokéball for the written sentiments?
Make sense... the pain you experienced will be a lesson — worst, you'll pass it to those who only wants to love you. And the cycle repeats.
What can we do about this?