Some people just don't get it.
You don't trade love, nor can you colonise it.
Either it's there or it's not, or maybe it get to grow someday, but it is never forced or drained out from anyone.
And it always hurts when someone materialize your good intentions.
Is that all I ever worth to you?
....Why do they always say "they understand" while they never do?
She never take anyone seriously but herself, I should've known better.
I really should have.
Guess I'm still naiive that I took her and the hope for her recognition seriously.
Why do I need to be recognised in the first place? When can I really say it out loud that I don't need to prove myself to anyone?
The never-ending "who owes the other more" has got me bored. I'm tired of waiting for him to change, and I'm even more tired of explaining my rightuousness...to him, or to anyone.
Yet his cowardness and pathetic self-justification still amaze me. "You're still clinging onto those...after all these years?"
He fears that I see debt when I look him in the eyes, but he never realise that the fear was derived from what he sees in himself. The gaze is his own, not mine.
Conclusion:
Some are just born to make others more miserable.
Really.
"Hello to high and dry."
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